tom cunningham

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Crying

You wake up early, your sky is cloudy
The doubts in your head are getting’ rowdy
You look for a pill, or a prayer, or a helping hand

The mountain’s so high that you can’t climb it
The wait is so long that you can’t time it
You’re trying so hard but you can’t find out where you stand

and so you’re
Crying just a little
Crying just a little too much, too long, too damn hard lately
Crying

Clock is ticking, time is flying
You are trying, but nothing’s getting better
Like a vampire she will suck you in
And torment you if you should let her

You wake up early, your sky is cloudy
The doubts in your head are getting’ rowdy
You look for a pill, or a prayer, or a helping hand

The mountain’s so high that you can’t climb it
The wait is so long that you can’t time it
You’re trying so hard but you can’t find out where you stand

and so you’re
Crying just a little
Crying just a little too much, too long, too damn hard lately
Crying

It’s a fine line that you’re walking
Someone’s talking you can’t really hear them
Friends and family all in pieces
Oh what would you give just to be near them

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