The Boy Who Came Back - Marc Almond, The Willing Sinners

He woke to the sound of the birds in the morning

Felt charged with a new lease of life

Time to break out of his present surroundings

A mother, a child and a wife

He’d not said good-bye to his last thread of childhood

It lay just beyond his front gate

So he packed just a few things

And he packed in his job

And he prayed he’d not left it too late

He turned and he said

«Well we always have time

Time on our side

And there’s time for this boy to turn back»

Joy held his heart

As he took to the road

Cast all his sorrow

To the breeze

Knew in his heart

It was the right thing to do

For he had to search out

His belief

Spring came and fall went

The year ran away

Love, hate and heartache ran too

Felt himself drift

Into memories of home

And the loneliness he lived on through

He turned and he said

«Well we always have time

Time on our side

And there’s time for this boy to turn back»

And he’d learnt about life

But he’d lost out on love

He was no longer only a boy

There were lines on his face

From the sun and the wind

But no lines there through

Laughter or joy

Shoes full of holes

But with fire in his soul

He walked down the dirt beaten track

Mother was gone

But his wife and child were living on

And they cried

«It's the boy who came back»

Goodbye through the evening

Goodbye through the night

Goodbye through the dreams

Through the sleep

Goodbye to our yesterdays

Hello tomorrow

It seems we were destined to meet

He turned and he said

«Well we always have time

Time on our side

And there’s time for this boy to turn back»