Come cry with me!

What has become of us
What has become of you and me
What has become of We
We just seem to be growing apart
Instead of sharing the burden
Which life imparts
How many nights
Lying in my bed
All alone, my tears I’ve shed
Maybe you’re putting on a face
And just trying to be brave
Perhaps you’ve been told as a child
Men don’t cry
If only you would see
A man has also the right to weep




Ivydall 02-07-08