I wanna cry but I can't find the tears
Its like they're lost somewhere inside me
I wanna go look for them cause I feel bad
And I believe they will help me feel less sad
For them to come and I will embrace this sorrow
I keep thinking I wan't to borrow You
To make me happy but I don't have a clue
I wish my body would release them but only
when I want them to
Cause If I make a habit of crying
I will feel like dying
I would cry about anything and everything
like a silly painting on a wall
or a beach somewhere abroad
And I don't want people to notice,
I don't want them to care
I Just want you to have that job as well
Help we cry but with tears of joy,
Cause They never come only when
I let you go.