Why Did you leave when I begged you not to go?
Why do you say yes when Im screaming out No?
Why In all the world did you have to hurt me?
And Why did I fall so easily?
Why do I soak your pillow every night?
And Why Did every talk end in a fight?
Why am I forever falling from this face?
And Why does it feel like Im falling from Grace?
If Your Tears could speak
What would they say?
Would they tell tales of sorrow?
Or a bright a joyous Day?
I've listened to my tears
and I never could have known
That each and every one
Cries tears of their own.