I sit my self in a dark room... Ready for love, but none comes... I cry to my self asking why... Why do I cry?
I walk this lonely rode... Ready to be found, but yet no one finds me... I hurt asking my self why... Why do I cry?
I hold my self up... Ready to be helped, but no one saves me... I fall and ask my self why... Why do I cry?
I wipe away my tears... Ready for someone to clear me of my pain, but no one takes it away... I grab my heart and ask my self why... Why do I cry?
