Through tear-stained eyes
you claim nothing’s wrong
yet you cry
slowly sigh
at every sad song.
Your face is so long
something is wrong.
Tears a’fallin’, body squallin’,
don’t come a crawlin’, hobblin’—
stand up straight … be counted!
Don’t let love short-change you.
You given all your love away;
some should come back your way.
You cower alone
stripped, your power tears,
with feelings,
for too many years
you’ve clung to fears
in a volley of tears.
Tears a’fallin’, body squallin’,
don’t come a crawlin’, hobblin’—
stand up straight … be counted!
Don’t let love short-change you.
You given all your love away;
some should come back your way.
We all make mistakes
when we’re alone.
It’s n’er easy
on your own.
Just pick up the phone …
and make your feelings known ….
Tears a’fallin’, body squallin’,
don’t come a crawlin’, hobblin’—
stand up straight … be counted!
Don’t let love short-change you.
You given all your love away;
. . . . . . . . . . . all away
some should come back your way.
. . . . . some should come
. . . . . . . back to you
. . . . . . . . come what may
. . . . . . . . . you’ll find love
. . . . . . . . . . . another day
(fading) . . . tears a’fallin’, squallin’, crawlin’
. . . . . . . . love will find a way