Can the tear's of love ever dry?

Can the tear's of love ever dry?
Maybe upon my naked cheek,
But tonight in this soul of mine,
I know my tear's and I will meet,

And when I'm out or in a daze,
My mind drifts off to a better place,
Where I am there in his arm's,
Where I can see his eye's, his face,

And when they are talking with laughing smiles,
And in mind they think that I am there,
I am in my special place,
Without a worry, without a care,

And when I'm on the bus to work,
And I stare into the distant street's,
I am waiting in that little place,
Where I and my true love shall meet,

And when I close my bedroom door,
Reality hits me hard and fast,
That special place leaves my mind,
As I know his love did not last,

And so,

Can the tear's of love ever dry?
Maybe upon my naked cheek,
But tonight in this soul of mine,
I know my tear's and I will meet.