Tortured Boy

I don't want to beg
I'm afraid I'll lose your smell
I don't want to sleep
In case you have to go
Oh, my tortured boy

All I want is you
For this waiting to be through
You, you are driving your car far, far away, away, away

Until it all comes clear
You wipe away your tears
I'll be standing right here
You'll have nothing more to fear
Oh, my tortured boy
Oh, my tortured boy

You don't have to hurt yourself
For the evils in your past
You don't have to ask a god
Whether you are good or bad
Because I love you
And I know your love is true, you, you
Your hurtful days are through

I don't want to beg
I'm afraid I'll lose your smell
I don't want to sleep
In case you have to go
Oh, my tortured boy
Oh, my tortured boy



Credits
Writer(s): David Bruce Lamb, Morganeve Swain
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