For a while, you were the cat that got the cream So wide-eyed and full of curiosity Oh, I wonder when it changed I thought we had it made Perhaps the cream was just too sweet for you to savour it For a while, you saw the wood there for the trees So full of life and everything was such a breeze Oh, I wonder when it changed All your colours turned to grey Perhaps the trees they grew too big for you to really see You said, "It's not you, it's me I'm scared of pulling you under" I said, "It's just a blip Put your head on my shoulder" ♪ Contrary to the popular belief Boys can cry, does that serve as a relief? There's no use hiding it away Only hanging on good days Surely by now it's clear that I'll be here through anything You said, "It's not you, it's me I'm scared of pulling you under It's just a blip Put your head on my shoulder" "It's not you, it's me I'm scared of pulling you under It's just a blip Put your head on my shoulder" Ah, ah ♪ Ah-ooh, ah-ooh For a while, you saw the wood there for the trees (oh) For a while your pride, it served as a relief (oh) For a while, you were the cat that got the cream (oh) Perhaps the cream was just too sweet for you to savour it ♪ Savour it Savour it