Turn to Cry
No, I never heard her sing, ; Never wondered why ; No, I never meant a thing, ; Never even tried ; No, she never changed my ways, ; Just watched them swirling by ; I was so tired but never went to bed, ; There was always too much time ; We had a fast car for a steady pace ; We had to jump start, what was never dead ; And silver linings everywhere, apart from her crystal eyes ; Why they turn out oh-so-fair before they turn to cry?; 