Lay her crosses on the floor,
She prays for something more.
All her dreams have blown away,
With the winds of yesterday.
Now she sits and wonders why,
All the rivers have run dry,
As she stares into the sky.
She says she feels like crying,
She feels like crying,
She feels like crying everyday.
Sleeping all her days away,
Helps to keep her thoughts at bay.
As she dreams herself away,
She ponders if her plane will take.
Now she sits and wonders why,
All the rivers have run dry,
As she stares into the sky.
She says she feels like crying,
She feels like crying,
She feels like crying everyday.
