If, on my bike, I led you to the castlenIf in your van, the whole fucking tattooed band teasednTrouble is sometimes deserved and sometimes asked fornSo sweetheart, if I'm your fool I must be releasednnDarling, here is the choice I am makingnMorning is upon us, without a noisenOut by myself, towards the sunnThe road I'm takingnnI'll keep my eyesnShining bright for other boysnI'll keep my eyesnShining bright for other boysnnYou know I Could have got that thing off the groundnI told you dear, the weather it was risingnDawn like a red-breasted Robin but noon with a frownnBaby if you're on your own now, it's not surprisingnnDarling, here is the choice I am makingnMorning is upon us, without even a noisenOut by myself, towards the sunnThis road I'm takingnnI'll keep my eyesnShining bright for other boysnI'll keep my eyesnShining bright for other boysnnI'll keep my eyesnShining bright for other boysnI'll keep my eyesnShining bright for other boys