The Boy Feels Strange - Melissa Etheridge

He looks at me in wonder

Looks at me in fear

Wrestling with his anger

His pride and stony tears

To place me in his life

Will be hard and slow

Does he want it, need it?

I might never know

Boy feels strange

Oh… boy has changed

Looking from my tower

I can see his fortress strong

Surrounded by his army

Where do I belong?

Does he ever find the answers

In the cars as they go by?

Does he ever want to ask me why?

The boy feels strange

Oh… boy has changed

And he’s seen with all the women

Who think that he’s a god

And he blesses whom he pleases

Holding fast to the facade

I want to reach out and believe him

Through his miles and miles of pain

But lately when I touch him

Boy, that feels strange

And he speaks to me of business

When I ask him how he’s been

Keeps me at a distance

Never getting under skin

Can he make a new beginning?

Does he even want to try?

Or will he only let it die?

The boy feels strange

Oh… the boy has changed

Mmh…

Mmh…

Oh…

Oh…