Peter Allen Two Boys
Two boys born the 23rd of May
Brought up in that good old fashioned way
Two boys one of them excelled at ball
The other never played at all
Two boys
- Mama loved them both the same
Papa gave them both his name
Nobody could quite explain just why...
Two boys, growing up in separate beds
Different music in their heads
Two boys growing up and leaving home
Each an island on his own
Today one's a man who'll never cry
Never has the reason why the other let the girls go by
Two boys...
Mama loved them both the same
Papa gave them both his name
Nobody could quite explain just why...
(At end)
And they let their feelings show
Afraid to let the others know. Two boys...
