Cry

Now I see it coming

Coming behind my back

So I just started running

Running to make it last

Cause the thought of being alone

Well it makes me want to cry

And the thought of getting too old

Well it make me want to cry, cry, cry

Is the coast so clear?

Well it’s not for me

Is my life so dear?

Well it was for me

Cause the thought of being alone

Well it makes me want to cry

And the thought of getting too old

Well it make me want to cry, cry, cry

Cry and cry