Golden Boy
Lee Adams, Charles Strouse
[LORNA]
You're the boy
Who wanted everything
Golden boy
There's no golden ring
The things you need you need too much
The love you feel you feel too much
So when you're hurt it hurts too much, I know
Golden boy
You think you need me so
Little boy
Too naive to know
Weary girls like me
Have nothing left
So how could we
Give something to
Golden boys
Like you?
Is it all too late?
Or could I find
The strength somewhere
To see it through
With a boy like you?