I knew a boy who would not share his bike
Oh, but he let me go sailing
I swore that I could survive any storm
Oh, but he let me go
Can you launch rockets from here?
Boy, I've done it for years
Right over my head And when I promised my hand
He promised me bad snow Cherries from France
All that summer We traveled the world
Never leaving
His own backyard garden
Girls didn't know
Just what he could be
Oh, but he let me go sailing
You question me Can you ride anything?
Lord,
do you mean like your mood swings?
Invaders and traitors with the best intentions
May convince you to cool They look like pirates from here
Boy,
I've been one for years Just keeping my head
And when I promised my hand He promised me bad snow
Cherries from France All that summer
We traveled the world Never leaving His own backyard garden
Girls didn't know Just what he could be
Oh, but he let me go sailing
And then one day he said,
girl,
it's been nice Oh,
but I have to go sailing
With cinnamon lips that did not match his eyes Oh,
then he let me go