Teardrops - George Harrison

Teardrops, I’ve had my share of crying buckets full of

Teardrops, so hard to take I got a soaking with those

Teardrops and it feels like I have taken over from the rain

In the heart of the lonely man

In and out of love more often where most others can

He walks the streets like the losers in some lovers game

He talks so sweet but the news is always much the same

In the eyes of the lonely one

Everything is cold and hopeless that he looks upon

He needs a friend, a lover who can comfort him

His deeds offend he knows that he has brought on him

Teardrops

Teardrops