Cry

Cry

Cry

Ooh

What if I don’t know how to cry

What if my tears ran out so long ago

What if the well was drawn from too many times

Now I’m paralyzed

What if all my emotions dried

So now I can’t cry with you

I want to hold some of your sorrow too

I don’t know why

I just can’t cry

What if I don’t know how to sing

What if these songs are meant for some other voice

What if a different story has to be told

And I don’t fit the mold

What if my golden years flew by

And I already played my part

Wasn’t I just about to start?

Am I anything

If I can’t sing

YEAH I'LL WAIT

TO SEE TOMORROW GO TWO WAYS

SO EVERY TEAR I'D HAVE TO BORROW GOES TO WASTE

PICK AND CHOOSING EVERY SORROW

SO THAT I CAN SMILE TODAY

BECAUSE I'M SO AFRAID TO CRY

What if I don’t know how to die

What if I cannot take the bullet for you

What if my ego drags me out of control

And I’m all alone

Will you come running after me

So you can fill me with your love

And set your living water free

So the stained glass perspective

Will be resurrected

And maybe then I’ll learn to cry

Cry