To cry is to know that yo
ure alive
B
ut
My river of tears has r
un dry I never wanted to fool yo
u
B
ut
A cold heart is a dead heart And it feels like I''ve been b
uried alive by love
If I sho
uld die before I wake There ai''nt no one my so
ul to take If I wake before I die, resc
ue me with yo
ur smile. . .