Johnny Boy by Melanie
Johnny boy, my friend,
It is the end
of the summertime.
In the wine,
in the tree:
You and me.
You'll recall all the tears.
I had fears.
You could not stop them from falling.
But you did, Johnny boy, my friend.
They're falling again!
Johnny boy, my friend,
Stop them again
for a lonely girl
In the world
of the stone buildings
That would turn brown
if they were born
In the town
where the trees are grown.
Johnny boy, I'm alone.
Please take me home!
Johnny boy, my friend,
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