Cry

Cry
Yes I want to write a little letter
and mail it to my local D.J.
But you said: I don't mind.
And I said: That's all right.

Yes I'm thinkin' now at my age.
The death it seems a very strange smell.
But you said: I don't mind.
And I said: That's all right.
Never mind the gap between
from your steps until you fall.
Then you'll cry against the rain
in a cold state.
I don't want you to hold you,
I just want you to show you this void,
and the apple that you're hidding
it's not wise.
Never mind the gap between
from your steps until you fall.
Then you'll cry against the rain
in a cold state.
I don't want you to hold you,
I just want you to show you this void,
and the apple that you're hidding
it's not wise.
And now your time has come
waiting in the rain.
You better run if you don't want
to take a chill.