FRIEND AND NOTHING MORE
Let it happen once before,
It will not happen any more:
Did you really think that I was such a bore?
My heart wasn't yours to take,
You see, it's really for my sake
That I must not let it happen any more-
Was it so hard to understand?
All I asked for was a friend
And nothing more...
Writin' letters, makin' plans,
Was I boy, or was I man?
Now I wish the sea would roll onto the sand...
For, if a lesson's to be learnt,
This boy just got his fingers burnt-
But he'll forget you if he must, and if he can-
For he'd rather be alone,
Than risk you spit upon
His outstretched hand...
