A Boy You Have Known

(d. pickerill/p. o'donoughue)

This song is for listening to

On nights you're all alone

Blank face at the window pane

Or a silent telephone

Chorus:

And it's all about a boy you have known

With black hair or brown hair

And hands made of stone

He had eyes like the (deeps? ) in the sky

Hair like the clouds you've seen floating by

And my sky was your cloud

You made the first smile I had ever worn

Chorus

Do you wonder if he knows now

Of the pain behind your eyes

The scorching in your throat

Or the half