Boy George - II Adore Lyrics
Mother clutches the head of her dying sonAnger and tearsSo many things to feelSensitive boy good with his handsNo-one mentions the unmentionableBut everybody understandsHere in this cold white roomTied up to these machinesIt's hard to imagine him as he used to beLaughing, screaming, tumbling queenLike the most amazing light show you've ever seenWhirling, swirling, never blueHow could you go and dieWhat a lonely thing to doSilence equals deathThis is what they sayBut the anger and the tearsDo not take the pain awayHow far must it goHow near must it beBefore it touches youBefore it touches meHere in this cold white roomTied up to these machinesIt's hard to imagine life as it used to beDid you ever ask those strangersWhat they're searching forDid they laugh and tell youThey're not really sureYou were hurt by loveBut still you came right back for moreIl adoreIl adoreIl adoreThanks mum
