'Bout a month ago I'd never seen your face
I'd never heard your voice
'Bout a montha go I am a careful hunter
And I had to search
Before I found your love
'Bout a month ago Are you my boy or the Flowerstand Man
You bought such colour to this place
Are you my boy or the Flowerstand Man
I don't care about apartheid I wouldn't notice if it all get better
I don't care about the starving who've died
Your my boy when the way you live and breathe
I don't care about anything but you
Your my boy when the way you live and breathe
I don't care about anything but you
Take me home
