Don't Cry - Olivia Broadfield

Clap hands daddy comes

With a pocketful of plums

Don’t Cry

Most days I’m OK

Come steal my heart

How I wish everything was simple

How I wish everything didn’t end in lies

How I wish I could just keep turning back time

How I wish I could be more like me

When I didn’t have to worry about myself

How I wish I could just keep turning back time

Forgive me if I cannot try any harder

You make it seem like everything I do means nothing at all

As complications go this can’t get any sweeter

Don’t Cry

Clap hands, daddy comes

With a pocketful of plums

Don’t Cry

Flashback, twisted up

I’m so close to giving up

Don’t Cry

Right now I am complicated

Right now I am giving this heart away

How I wish I could just keep turning back time

Right now I’m the walking wounded

Mind set on getting out alive

How I wish I could just keep turning back time

Forgive me if I cannot try any harder

You make it seem like everything I do means nothing at all

As complications go this can’t get any sweeter

Don’t Cry

Clap hands, daddy comes

With a pocketful of plums

Don’t Cry

Flashback, twisted up

I’m so close to giving up

Don’t Cry

I should just let go

I should just let go

Forgive me if I cannot try any harder

You make it seem like everything I do means nothing at all

As complications go this can’t get any sweeter

Don’t Cry

Clap hands, daddy comes

With a pocketful of plums

Don’t Cry

Flashback, twisted up

I’m so close to giving up

Don’t Cry