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Woorden: The Style Council. Boy Who Cried Wolf.

As the rain comes down, upon this sad sweet earth
I lie awake at nights and think about me
All those usual things like what a fool I've been
I curse the awful way that I let you slip away

For what was forged in love, is now cooling down
With only myself to blame for playing that stupid game
I thought I need only call and you would run
But that day you never showed honey well I sure learnt

That it seems I need you more each day
Heaven knows why that it goes that way
Now it's far too late and I've lost this time
Like the boy who cried wolf
Like the boy who cried wolf

An' yes I know it's far too late
To ever win you back
No tales of nightmare's at my gate
Could make you turn my lost concern

And now the night falls down, upon my selfish soul
I sit alone and wonder where did I go wrong
It always worked before you kept the wolf from my door
But one day you never showed and honey now I'm not so sure

When it seems I need you more each day
Heaven knows why that it goes that way
And now it's far too late and I've lost this time
Like the boy who cried wolf
Like the boy who cried wolf
Like the boy who cried wolf

[Incomprehensible]
And asked me whose tears fell down
[Incomprehensible]
Now like a fool I'm frozen in time