She weeps tears
   of joy
   of anger
   of sorrow.

She’s hurting
   emotionally
   physically
   mentally.

She needs
   your love
   your care
   your compassion.

She wants
   your word
   your promise
   your commitment.

She’ll give
   her heart
   her soul
   herself.

There’s a moment of truth, in every goodbye
There’s a moment of passion, in every tear cried
There’s a moment of excitement, with every hello
There’s a moment of yours, to take control.