If you can hear me Then please come over here, be near me I'm just a boy from Port Manteau Became a man in Aches-les-Pains and there I learned Inside an urge to scream But when my lips do part, I seem To cheat myself, transform My cry to music, sweet and warm
We talk like thunder The truth of it lies deep down under I'm just a boy from Port Manteau How can I go to Cope-in-Heaven now, the vow?
There seemed to be straight lines Just like geometry inclines But now I just don't know I'm still a boy from Port Manteau