Cry, cry,
Cry on my pillow.
Cry, cry,
It's just a small fever.
Tears in your eyes.
And I can't see it.
Our life is not paradise -
And we don't try to conceal it.
Don't run like you feel,
You can't deny.
It's the same and so real
That you'll be mine.
Don't hide from yourself
Your little pain.
Cry, cry,
Cry on my pillow.
Cry, cry,
It's just a small fever.
Don't try to hide
Your little pain.
Don't wait for him,
He won't exist anymore.
Don't try to leave -
Your dreams's hold.
I can see in the dark
And I can hear.
You're here like a spark,
And you're so real.
Don't hide from yourself
Your little pain.
Cry, cry,
Cry on my pillow.
Cry, cry,
It's just a small fever.
Don't try to hide
Your little pain.
Cry Cry
© Copyright: Кейт Эрдсон, 2009
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