Flying Tears
I cry all night under my pillow
While they are busy watching their show
I can feel the tears falling below
I can feel my breath hoing high
I can sense them not staring
As i keep the quite
With that teddy bear in my sight
I know that he cant talk
It dosent seem like he can walk
But he stays at that one place
Seeing my case
He would sit there and see
the tears...
While they are busy watching their show
I can feel the tears falling below
I can feel my breath hoing high
I can sense them not staring
As i keep the quite
With that teddy bear in my sight
I know that he cant talk
It dosent seem like he can walk
But he stays at that one place
Seeing my case
He would sit there and see
the tears...