My boyhood lover

Leaden footfalls, on my mind
Heavy heart beats, all the time
Down trodden bluebells,
Are here in these hallways,
And on these stairwells, in our hearts,
And in our eyes again, today...

Oh, all my whispering, memories,
Like the sound of winter in the trees
Like the smell of autumns leafs
Like a driver on the hard shoulder
I’m running on empty,
But I can’t or daren’t pull over
Cause I won’t steer this road, alone
Or hear the lonely stay of execution,
On these hopeless, goodbyes, over the phone...

Oh I’m running on empty,
But I’m never a quitter, my boyhood lover...
Tin soldier...

Honey I know I’m here to stay...
Honey I know it’s not like Childs play, anymore...
It’s the long haul; it’s my one and only way...

But honey please don’t continue
To raise your angry voice, so high, at me
Because I isn’t listening anymore
Too you; because fighting you,
Only gives me a hard rock
In my heart to throw, back at you!

Because you can’t hurt me anymore
So just let them weary heavy footfalls pour...
Let that shout break down a wall
Because honey I don’t give a damn
About winning the last word anymore
But honey I’m still here for you?
I’m in it for the long haul, or not at all.

Leaden footfalls on my mind
Heavy heart beats all the time
Like a driver on the hard shoulder
I’m running on empty, but I can’t pull over
I’m running on empty,
But I still love you my boyhood lover.
Tin soldier...
Like a driver on the hard shoulder
I’m giving my all the whole way...