Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt & Peter King
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt & Robert Wyatt
Ben Watt & Robert Wyatt
Ben Watt & Robert Wyatt
This boy breezes in from the south-west
This boy sees his days in the middle-east
This boy eased his way up the silver Thames
But what is that when this boy, he needs love
He needs love
This boy thought he had found this girl
This boy ought to have kept that girl
This boy caught up in the wheels of fate
This boy deserves, oh, this boy he needs love
An everlasting love
He needs love
Oh, this boy, he knows how to feel
The blood in his heart runs as strong as cochineal
This boy, oh he knows what’s real
So give him love, an everlasting love
Give him love
Oh this boy he’s got a heart of gold
And gold’s the most precious thing you could ever hold
And if his heart is made of that
What need more be told?
Just give him love, an everlasting love
Give him love
This boy breezes in from the south-west
This boy sees his day in the middle-east
This boy eased his way up the silver Thames
But what is that?
This boy deserves, oh, he needs love
An everlasting love
Give him love
Oh, give it to him, he needs it now
An everlasting, everlasting, everlasting, everlasting love