I Cry

I Cry Sometimes When I’m Alone

I Cry 'Cause I Am On My Own

The Tears I Cry Are Bitter And Warm

They Flow With Life But Take No Form

I Cry Because My Heart Is Torn

I Find It Difficult To Carry On

If I Had An Ear To Confide With,

I Would Cry Among My Treasured Friend.

But Who Do You Know That Stops That Long,

To Help Another Carry On?

The World Moves Fast And It Would Rather Pass By,

Than To Stop And See What Makes One Cry.

So Painful And Sad, And Sometimes I Cry,

And No One Cares About Why...