Every teardrop tells a story
As its running down our cheek
The sound it makes cannot be heard
For its voice is much too weak

Listen to a teardrop fall
But listen with your soul
The silent screams of broken hearts
Is a sound you can't console

Teardrops are a language
That's spoken from the heart
An endless stream of liquid pain
That hurts right from the start

Tears are often misunderstood
As a cleansing of the soul
But they leave scars that go unseen
When the pain begins to flow

Tears are filled with part of us
A part we try to hide
They can come from many places
To show what's hidden inside

Every teardrop tells a story
That most will never hear
For they don't understand the language
That's spoken by a tear