The skies are dark & grey,
it seems the sun just went away,
the days have now turned to night
all hope gone out of sight.
I sit here and wonder,
what it is I now see,
something strange
and sad to me,
Teardrops falling from the sky
I didn't know, Angels could cry.
Here I am,
cold and wet,
trying to remember,
while trying to forget,
cries of pain all around,
so we become deaf to hide the sound.
I sit here and wonder,
what I now see,
something strange and sad to me,
Teardrops falling from the sky,
I didn't know Angels could cry.