Cry To Me - The Pretty Things

When your baby leaves you all alone

And nobody calls you on the phone

Ah, don’t you feel like crying?

Don’t you feel like crying?

Well here I am my honey

Oh, come on you cry to me.

When you’re all alone in your lonely room

And there’s nothing but the smell of her perfume

Ah don’t you feel like crying

Don’t you feel like crying?

Ah don’t you feel like crying?

Come on, come on cry to me.

Well nothing could be sadder

Than a glass of wine, all alone

Loneliness, loneliness, it’s such a waste of time

Oh-oh yeah

You don’t ever have to walk alone, oh you see

Oh come on, take my hand and baby won’t you walk with me?

Oh ya When you’re waiting for a voice to come

In the night and there is no one

Ah don’t you feel like crying?

(cry to me)

Don’t you feel like crying?

(cry to me)

Ah don’t you feel like a-ca-ca-cra-co-cra-co-cra-cra, (cry to me)

Cra-co-cra-co-cra-cra crying?

(cry to me)

Ah don’t you feel like a-cra-co-cra-co-cra-cra,

Cra-co-cra-co-cra-cra crying…