"He was just a schoolboy, but a prince in our home town

A backpack full of spraycans, and baseballcap for crown

We were never lovers, or I never loved him like I should

Sometimes I still see his paintings, 

on concrete walls, on moldy wood,

Words are never really understood, oooh, oooh, oooh...



Chorus:

Come back, come back and haunt me

Come back, come back and haunt me

Take me back to blacker nights and brighter days

Come draw me one more tag, oh sweet B.H



We used to roam around the tunnels

Just to find a perfect spot

We used to run through field and meadows

through daisys and forget-me-nots

Oh he had sad eyes like a puppy

And a smile that melt us down

And I could never think the thought

of him not beeing around.

I never thought I'd let him down

Ooooh, oooh, oooh…



Chorus



Climbed in through my window, kept me laughing for a year

I spread lipstick on his collar, he whispered sweet words in my ear

Oh, I never got to ask him, and now our memories turn pale

But I still hear his mother crying from 87 miles away

I wish there was something I could say

I guess it doesn't matter now anyway"