They say big girls don’t cry, but is that true ?
I cry, do you cry,
Oh sure you do
Like a dust ball in a corner forgotten by the mop swept over by the broom
You curled up in the corner and you weep
No one hears you no one sees you
But then does anyone pay attention when they do see you
What is it they say? Laugh all laugh with,
Cry, cry you on your own
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Big girls cry, oh sure they do
You stub your finger and yell Sugar-Honey-Iced –Tea
And before you know it here comes the flood
Not from the pain that shot through your fingers
But from the one that shot through your heart that cannot seem to heal
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Big girls, they cry
Crack a door, any door at 4:00AM and you will see
Big Girls, oh, do they CRY.
With Love,
Cindy