When you were the age 15 They shot the arrow at you You put that arrow in Became an angel too But you were proud to be you
When you made a pact with him A secret that you'd keep That you'd forget that sin Could be so warm, so free That you could find such release
My dear st Sebastian In every breath we complete The meaning of our truth The meaning of our design
That I could be a son And someone's son I'd find To be the one, to be the one, man, man of mine From a boy, into a son, into the man, man of mine
E-oh e-oh, e-oh e-oh He'll sow his seeds into mine And we will grow And we will grow just as our bodies entwine E-oh e-oh, e-oh e-oh We wouldn't fail but be anything else but real
