I cry for love that’s never ending
An ear that listens and a heart that’s forgiving
To hear my cry deep down in the trenches
Must be special or heaven sent
To hear my cry and response with open arms
Must be connected like a mother with her newborn
Now that’s love and that’s why I cry.
To experience that love I would lay down my life
I cry I cry
I cry in silence I’m too worn out
Emotionally drained so I tend to lash out
I cry for comfort and a little support
Love is blind and it can open up doors
Replenish the soul and build up courage
Give meaning to life and give a purpose
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