Poor Boy

One hard thing I know about a wandering mind
Never contented, ever denied
One true love to spend all your days and your nights
Though the passage of time is with many delights

Poor boy, poor boy, poor boy, who do you wonder
Poor boy, poor boy, poor boy
Time, oh time is on your side

Another sad day in this world all alone
Waiting and hoping for true loves to show
Loves that are simple and only for one
But those loves have come and always they’ve gone

It’s just a little too late

Oh stitch up your pockets with a golden twine
Thosе loves will escape without word or rеmind
Your bleeding affections are wasting with time
Love is a bird and that bird is flying