| They fall as rain drops from your eyes As blue as the unborn sky They accrue before me Gathering silently I watch them fall one by one They gather up before the sun Has a chance to shine I know the fault is all mine But I love it when you cry When you hold me tight I’m not sorry that you do I thought you knew You couldn’t trust me For I am blood running free I live for the rain From you I gain I hope you know That I love watching you cry so I can’t help watch your tears collect What did you expect? I do love it when you cry When you hold me tight I’m not sorry that you do I thought you knew… |