I wish that I could write you something that would say
I've never felt this way about anyone else

That I could see you and me clasping each others hands
and making plans for the long run

Oh dear boy
wont you be my man
wont you be my man
wont you be?

And so when I ask you to be mine
I mean for all time, I do, do you?

That I want to wake every morning entwined
with your legs and arms and lips, I wouldn't mind

Oh dear boy
wont you be my man
wont you be my man
wont you be?

Can we pretend we're in ireland
on the 29th of february

So that I could go down on one knee
and ask you my sweet boy to marry me

Please dear boy
wont you be my man
wont you be my man
wont you be?

Wont you please
marry me...