boy - Isaac Dunbar

Hungry for my boy

I’ve eaten too much

An intermittent love

I starve myself up (Up)

If only we were right

Seasoned with thyme

An intermittent love, yeah

I’m hungry for my boy, yeah

I’m hungry for my boy

If I were home, sick

You’re remedy wired

Picking up herbs in the morning time

I’d wait for something more

If I were home, sick

You’re remedy wired

Picking up herbs in the morning time

I’d wait for something even more

Caught on every word

Obsessive meantimes

Your softly spoken tongue

Can sweet talk me into a crime

If only we were right

Seasoned with thyme

An intermittent love, yeah

You’re hanging on your boy

You’re hanging on me boy

If I were home, sick

You’re remedy wired

Picking up herbs in the morning time

I’d wait for something more

If I were home, sick

You’re remedy wired

Picking up herbs in the morning time

I’d wait for something even more