(Listen
Sometimes just-
When I think of other things
Other things
Think about

I still-)

When I think of all the things my mother said
When I think of all the feelings I hid from her
Oh, in many, many ways, I´m still a young boy
Waiting patiently for 4 p.m

But I loved her
With my last breath
And I loved her with a love that was strong as death
And I loved her
When she was unkind
And I loved her, I loved her, a dangerous mind

Sometimes when I look up at the sky
She leads me on
She still leads me on

Sometimes when I stare up at the ceiling
She leads me on
She still leads me on

I wonder if her touch will ever fade
Is she waiting in the garden for us to play
Yes, in many many ways I´m still a young boy
With all those questions in my petrol-blue eye

But I loved her
With my last breath
And I loved her with a love that was strong as death
And I loved her
When she was unkind
And I loved her, I loved her, with a dangerous mind

Sometimes when I look up at the sky
She leads me on
She still leads me on
Sometimes, oh when I just feel like screaming
She leads me on
She still leads me on
Sometimes when I don´t know what is mine
She leads me on
She still leads me on
Sometimes when I can´t control my feelings
She leads me on
She still leads me on

One, two!

Sometimes when I look up at the sky
She leads me on
She still leads me on