I don’t want to spend all my days lonely.
I don’t want to say someone’s my one and only.
As soon as I do, there’s a worldful of women
who want to be with me and I want to be with them.
There’s still that little boy inside me dyin.
He’s gonna hold on long as he can.
While that part of me’s down on his knees tryin
to meet the man.
Why do I listen so to the crow who leads to sorrow?
Even borrow against my name just to follow.
As soon as I find a way that leads to morrow,
I’m gonna climb up out of this darkened hollow.
And when that fallman breaks his brains I will die laughing
cause that little boy is gonna be my soul.
Anything worth wanting aint worth having.
no no no
The muse, she comes through every shade.
Every color. Every window. Every wall.
And just when I think I got it made-
she goes away and that’s all
the little boy knows but won’t let on.
He’s sticking to his story come what may.
While the man in me is waiting on that new dawn
to come his way.