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 in

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

Then to stop and see what makes one cry

so painful and sad

And sometimes...

I Cry

and no one cares about why