Melanie Dewey - Why We Cry

take me somewhere old
somewhere that feels like home
said the woman to her husband late one night in bed
the place where I met you,
where we danced beneath the moon
it chokes her up just thinking about the past, knowing she cant go back.

His job wears him thin
9-5 and next to no living
he sneaks out of bed late every night
stares up at the sky
watches as the stars collide
starts to cry as he wonders why he’s been living like this

honey it’s fine
let your worries march slowly down in lines
from the corners of your eyes,
it’s alright, to want something so damn much**
you don’t know where to put your love
but you can’t keep it all inside
that’s why we cry.

a little boy, just thirteen
won’t settle for less than his dreams
a pair of boxing gloves, a life inside the ring
but when he loses his first match
he fakes a smile the whole ride back
the car pulls in, he runs upstairs, and feels the tears roll down his chin

All the times I let it bottle up
praying with all my might not to come undone
but we can’t keep the rain from falling down
and we can’t help but fall in love with the sound

I look into the mirror
see my face but I’m not there
cause I’ve spent so long believing I’m not good enough to make it
But this time I wont listen
I know they’re talking, but I can’t hear
blood sweat and years of fighting back tears
are coming to an end.

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