She Cries
Another night, spent alone.
No on there to hug or kiss.
She cries.
Another night, spent alone.
No one there to say good night to.
She cries.
Another night, spent alone.
No one there to lay beside.
She cries.
Another night, spent alone.
Nothing there but a pillow to hold.
She cries.
So many nights alone,
so many kisses longed for,
Someone to hold close
and lay beside.
So many tears...she cries.