The Boy

The boy looked away
Angry for the things she said
The boy turned around
Went astray for the things she said

You always have to walk away
You always have to stay this way

The boy found a street
To walk for the things she said
He never turned around
Angry for the things she said

You always have to walk away
You always have to stay this way

The boy came across
The door of another house
He’d never felt this way
Entered for the things she said

You always have to walk away
You always have to stay this way

The boy walked the stairs
Went into a room to stay
His mother turned around
Angry for the things she said

You always have to walk away
You always have to stay this way