The Cry Inside

To whom do I talk when I talk to God? To whom do I really pray? That dies in its flames every day I pray for the light that comes from the night That comes from that star far away I poured my soul in a heart of glass Then the Autumn sun turned red The only thing they did not take Was your cry inside my head I'll cry alone, I'll cry in vain I'll cry out your father's name At the water's edge, I'll hold you child Hold you, hold you, hold you in my arms again I'll cry out your father's name I'll hold you in my arms again I poured my soul in a heart of glass Then the Autumn sun turned red The only thing that they did not take Was that cry inside my head The only thing they did not take Was that cry inside my head Your cry inside my head Your cry inside my head