There is a boy crying in the rain
It breaks my heart a million times.
Children shouldn't play with broken glass.
I see the storm I watch it pass.
The sun comes out and he smiles.
I want to hold him in my arms forever.
I watch the sun begin to rise
and then I kissed the boy who cries.
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 9:41 PM UTC
There is a boy crying in the rain
It breaks my heart a million times.
Children shouldn't play with broken glass.
I see the storm I watch it pass.
The sun comes out and he smiles.
I want to hold him in my arms forever.
I watch the sun begin to rise
and then I kissed the boy who cries.
