Sometimes when I'm alone
I cry because I'm on my own
The tears I cry are bitter and warm
They flow with life
But take nothing from them
I cry because my heart is torn
And find it hard to carry on
If I had an ear to confide in
I would cry among my treasured friends
But who do you know
That stops for long
TO help another cary on
The world moves fast
And would just as eaisly pass you by
Than stop to see what makes you cry
