I need a little love to ease the pain Say, say my name It's easy to remember when it came 'Cause it feels like I've been I've been here before You are not my savior That I've done before I could fake it Shame, such a shame

I'm all alone No one to cry on I need shelter from the rain To ease the pain I'm changing from boy to a man No one to guide me Yesterday morning was crazy

Yeah more sweet narcosis (I'll turn a stone I'll find you) Yeah, more sweet narcosis (I'll turn a stone I'll find you) Can you lick my wounds please Can you make it numb And kill the pain like cortisone And grant me intimacy How'll we split your

don't know how don't know how, not to Love you I don't know how But I don't know how You said that time would ease the pain But I still hear your voice whisper my name Since you've been gone my world stands still You said I'd forget, but I never will

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

Beneath the candle bed Sleep Eden sleep My fallen son Slumber in peace Cease the pain Life's just in vain For us to gain Nothing but all the same No healing hand

Pull me down again Please remedy my confusion And thrust me back to the day The silence of your seclusion Brings night into all you say And guide me into pain I'm counting nocturnal hours Drowned visions in haunted sleep

(Say my name, yeah I'm right here) (When you need me I'll be there) Just say that you'll be there All street and gold dust Love, please open up I'll fall into you when you give in to me You can be my only woman whose control I won't hold back We're

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston