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Алена Цыганкова
2011-12-25 09:31:31
Sometimes when I'm alone
I cry because I'm on my own
All the tears I cry are bitter and warm
They flow with life, and take no form
Ah the world moves fast and it would rather pass you on by
than to stop and see what makes you cry
It's painful, so sad, sometimes I cry But no one really cares
to ask , why Well I cry because my heart is torn
I find it hard to carry on
And if I had an ear to confide in
I would cry amongst my treasured friends
A-but who do you know that stops that long
to help another carry on Ah the world moves fast
and it would rather pass you on by
than to stop and see what makes you cry
It's painful, so sad, sometimes I cry And no one really cares
to ask why,