Sheena Easton

You're the seventh son
Of the seventh son
Maybe that's why you're such a strange
And special one
You can't even seem to love yourself
And with a few exceptions
Not anybody else
You can lead a horse to water
But you cannot make him drink
You can give a man your whole heart and soul
But you cannot make him think
You could have been with me
Instead of alone and lonely
Haaay, hay, haaay, hay, yeah
(Haaay, hay, haaay, hay, yeah)