The Sundays - Cry

& I'm standing on a platform
Now I'm staring from a train
& all the trees roll back beside but I'm so oblivious
To the dark to the light
It's all the same

You gave me so much
& now it's of the earth
& it makes me cry
It can makes me cry

& you're standing here beside me
In a picture in a frame
& your voice could never fade it's so familiar
Things you said in my head
Every day

You gave me so much
& now it's of the earth
& it makes me cry
It can make me cry

You're with me so much
Through you're never with me anymore
& it makes me cry
It can make me cry