Are you tired of travelling
My blue-eyed boy?
Do you long for comfort
Instead of passion and joy?
Take off your walking boots
Come warm yourself by my fire,
Lay down your hat and coat
Let love replace desire.
Come sit at my table
I will feed you meat and fish,
Find yourself a place and
I will give you pleasure on a dish.
So great is your hunger,
So deep is your need,
How much must I give you
To satisfy you’re your greed?
Come tell me of your travels
How you’ve been to a thousand places.
Recount the number of women you’ve had,
Can you remember their names or faces?
How you loved them and left them,
What you said when you departed,
Do you ever think of tomorrow
When you leave them broken-hearted?
Are you tired of travelling
My blue-eyed child?
Are you bones now weary
Of following a life that’s wild?
Do you long for a soft pillow
To lay down your aching head,
Do you want my arms around you,
Will you join me in my bed?
But when the loving’s over
Is there something deep inside
That makes you keep on travelling
To seek horizons far and wide?
Remember on your journey
My blue eyed man
There’s a home for you with me
So return here if you can.
August 2001
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