Green eyed boy taking in the world 
               walking through the days like nights

she's not your prize
                     she's not your fight
        she's not your reason to come home at night

there's no desire 
              to chase her down 
                            and make her yours 
                                       and keep her 'round

            temptation to leave eats you alive
       where will you be when the heart's gotten ripe
             the world is spinning around you
                         and the day is 
                               falling 
                                  down

green eyed boy 
you're not the only one to hold her hand and bring her joy

hold her closer, 
                 your tiny dancer, 
                                   and keep her near

          she'll gather the lust to wander 
                      as you wander toward her lust --
 your happiness will turn to dust 
                        and lie in an urn on the hearth

    green eyed boy, 
   if she's your joy...
you're taking the long way home