Cry - Anita Lipnicka, John Porter

Sometimes I almost feel You

Right beside me

Sometimes I almost sense

Your worming touch

No matter where I go

I look around me

Hoping to be blessed

With Your smile

And then I take

Someone else’s face for Yours

And then I give

My trembling heart away

And when I realise

It wasn’t you, for sure

I run and cry for my mistakes…

Sometimes I’m so impatient

I paint my lips red

To help You recognize me

In the crowd

If I knew your name

It would be easier

But I don’t even know

The colour of Your eyes

So I take

Someone else’s eyes for Yours

And then I let my self

Drown in them

And when I realize

It didn’t help at all

I run and cry for my mistakes…

So, come and find me, baby

'Cause I am almost 30

And I don’t have no more time to waste

Come and hold me, honey

'Cause life’s no longer funny

When I wake up all alone in empty bed

I don’t wanna take

Nobody’s arms for yours

Don’t wanna let my self

Get lost in them

Don’t wanna go, no more

For second best

And then run and cry for my mistakes