paroles de chanson Boys In the Trees - Carly Simon
I'm
home
again
in
my
old
narrow
bed
Where
I
grew
tall
and
my
feet
hung
over
the
end
The
low
beam
room
with
the
window
looking
out
On
the
soft
summer
garden
Where
the
boys
grew
in
the
trees
Here
I
grew
guilty
And
no
one
was
at
fault
Frightened
by
the
power
in
every
innocent
thought
And
the
silent
understanding
passing
down
From
daughter
to
daughter
Let
the
boys
grow
in
the
trees
Do
you
go
to
them
or
do
you
let
them
come
to
you?
Do
you
stand
in
back
afraid
that
you'll
intrude?
Deny
yourself
and
hope
someone
will
see
And
live
like
a
flower
While
the
boys
grow
in
the
trees
Last
night
I
slept
in
sheets
the
color
of
fire
Tonight
I
lie
alone
again
and
curse
my
own
desire
Sentenced
first
to
burn
and
then
to
freeze
And
watch
by
the
window
Where
the
boys
grew
in
the
trees
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