Onto Her Bed

On and on and on A blue eyed boy not made for pain Gone, I'm gone, I'm gone My tears down the windy alley drain But call them back, I want you I feel something's got to give with you and him Call me back, I want you I feel I could be your boy if you let me in I remember Spring We used to sit by a broken swing Wait for love in vain Like some lily drenched with rain Call me back, I want you I feel something's got to give with you and him Call me back, I want you I feel I could be your boy if you let me in On and on and on It goes on and on On and on and on It goes on and on But how can he love her onto her bed? Can he love her onto her bed? Can he love her onto her bed? Can he love her onto her bed? Can he love her onto her bed? Can he love her onto her bed? Can he love her onto her bed? Can he love her onto her bed?