Boston Square

I know you met the devil once when you were young You let him in, just to know to push away You made it twenty one years Before he turned you round To giving up

We traded knowledge in Our fields of expertise and we partied away And you gave up on everything

Do you think you'd still want to leave now? You always were just a stubborn kid back then. I saw the words that you wrote down On the back of your book in the room where we spent our days.

I remember you told me you threw Your father's Jimmy Nail CD Out of the window of his car It didn't get you very far, in his good books Because I know when you got home He bent your spine over the back of a kitchen chair You lost so many days in there

I thought I saw your reflection In the window of a passing car But I guess I was wrong All I am is wrong these days