Lost Boys

(Oooh, oooh...)
We'll pretend that we're still friends and never keep in touch
You'll say you're fine then wonder why you've never cried so much
I felt about as welcome as a snow storm in July
The winter winds and frost set in and all the flowers died
But it's over, and you're running out of time
This walking sleep is way too deep
and it's sobering every time I see you fall
When there's no one who can help you but yourself
(Oooh, oooh...)
Your family's things, grandmother's rings have all been hocked away
You've told so many stories they could care less what you say
Maybe another time in another town things wouldn't have ended up like this
And in the summertime when father stuck around there'd be no lost boys making messes of their lives
And you're running out of time
This walking sleep is way too deep
and it's sobering every time I see you fall
and there's no one who can help you but yourself
Cryin', cryin', yeah you're cryin' won't forget
Cryin' cryin' things will never be the same
(You know the lost boy's singing like...)
(Oooh, oooh...)
But it's over, and you're running out of time
This walking sleep is way too deep (yeah)
and it's sobering every time I see you fall
But there's no one who can help you but yourself
Yeah, it's over, and you're running out of time
This walking sleep is way too deep