Don't cry
She'll hear you
Just smile in all the pictures
And you'll be free
Don't wear trimmed sleeves
Or they'll see the
red canvas you painted
Don't be too loud
We suffer pain in silence
I can't stop the tears
from overcoming me
A gradual build up
as i began to see
When he opened his arms
and welcomed me in
I couldn't stop crying
No
I started dying
Why is it love ;
any type of love
that kills me?
