Let Her Cry

If I see her arms

Stretching out before me on the open road

If I feel her breath

Making icy patches on my frozen nose

No, I'm not mad nor having a dream

For it doesn't mean I'm living a lie

Should she feel the sting of the tears in my eyes

Let her cry over me

If I feel her spirit

Making stark impressions on my absent mind

Her naked body pressing up against me like no other kind

I'm lost without her and I love her because

No one can tell me she isn't real

So if she feels the things that I feel

Let her cry over me

When I see your face

On my photograph, it seems to come alive

And it casts a shadow

Which only you could ever fit inside

Now I'm so sad at me being here

As I sit and wonder how this did occur

And all this time, I cry over her

Let her cry over me

After all this time, I cry over her

Let her cry over me