Onto Her Bed

On and on and on
A blue eyed boy not made for pain
Gone and gone and gone
My tears down the windy alley drain

But call me back, I want you
I feel something's got to give with you and him
Call me back, I want you
I feel I could be a boy if you let me in

I remember Spring, we used to sit by a broken swing
Wait for love in vain, like some lily drenched in rain

Call me back, I want you
I feel something's got to give with you and him
Call me back, I want you
I feel I could be a boy if you let me in

On and on and on
It goes on and on

But how can he love you?
Onto her bed,
Can he love you?
Onto her bed,
Can he love you?
Onto her bed,
Can he love you?
Onto her bed...