WNL XXVI: "I still like sleeping late and I'd rather play than work"
Here I am not young or old but somewhere in the middle
How could I live so much life and know so little
Somewhere deep inside of me there's secrets hid
Confused and dislocated, I'm a grown-up kidBut I still like sleeping late and I'd rather play than work
I still rush through my food until my stomach hurts
I don't have much figured out, but I understand
That I'm a little boy in the body of a manUsed to be so lonely that I could not sleep
Breaking all the promises I would not keep
Trying to find comfort from my restless plight
I called strangers friends and had some empty nightsBut I still like sleeping late and I'd rather play than work
Still rush through my food until my stomach hurts
And I don't have much figured out, but I understand
That I'm a little boy in the body of a manThen one day good fortunate smiled to my surprise
I heard a sound that I could barely recognize
The sound I heard was laughter of my very own
And the woman sitting across from me had brought it onEver since that day, I've kept her by my side
We fell in love and she agreed to be my bride
But real love isn't like the fairy tales we're told
With a little luck and patience, it might not grow oldAnd I still like sleeping late and I'd rather play than work
Still rush through my food until my stomach hurts
I don't have much figured out, but I understand
That I'm a little boy in the body of a manI'm a little boy in the body of a man
-Little Boy
Paul Sanchez
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