Cry Cry Cry Ooh What if I don't know how to cry What if my tears ran out so long ago What if the well was drawn from too many times Now I'm paralyzed What if all my emotions dried So now I can't cry with you I want to hold some of your sorrow too I don't know why I just can't cry What if I don't know how to sing What if these songs are meant for some other voice What if a different story has to be told And I don't fit the mold What if my golden years flew by And I already played my part Wasn't I just about to start? Am I anything If I can't sing YEAH I'LL WAIT TO SEE TOMORROW GO TWO WAYS SO EVERY TEAR I'D HAVE TO BORROW GOES TO WASTE PICK AND CHOOSING EVERY SORROW SO THAT I CAN SMILE TODAY BECAUSE I'M SO AFRAID TO CRY What if I don't know how to die What if I cannot take the bullet for you What if my ego drags me out of control And I'm all alone Will you come running after me So you can fill me with your love And set your living water free So the stained glass perspective Will be resurrected And maybe then I'll learn to cry Cry