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 grew in the trees 

last night I slept in sheets the colour of fire 
Tonight I lie alone again and curse my own desires 
Sentenced first to burn and then to freeze 
And watch by the window 
Where the boys grew in the trees
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