He had a smile So wild and in tune with the universe I sometimes ponder where I fit in But William he fit in like hand in glove, hand in glove Sweet William No more, no more Sweet William No more, no more Sweet William No more, no more Sweet William No more, no more He had a sweet head So quick to rush in to any passion play on display I sometimes ponder why I had to come that night When Michael he had a knife, he had a knife Sweet William No more, no more Sweet William No more, no more Sweet William No more, no more Sweet William No more, no more Copyright 2008