SOMETIMES WHEN I CRY
I CRY BECAUSE IM ON MY OWN
THE TEARS I CRII R BITTER AND WARM
THEY FLOW WITH LIFE BUT TAKE NO FORM
I CRY BECAUSE MY HEART IS TORN
AND I FIND IT DIFFICULT 2 CARRI ON
IF IHAD AN EAR 2 CONFLIDE IN
I WOULD CRY AMONG MY TREASURED FRIENDS
BUT WHO DO U KNO THAT STOPS THAT LONG TO HELP ANOTHER FRIEND CARRI ON
THE WORLD MOVES FAST AND IT WOULD RATHER PASS U BI
THAN 2 STOP AN C WHAT MAKES U CRII
ITS PAINFUL AND SAD AND SOMETIMES I CRII
AND NO ONE CARES ABOUT WHY
