Let Her Cry

If I see her face Stretching out before me On the open road If I feel her breath Making icy patches On my frozen nose Now I'm not mad Nor having a dream For it doesn't mean I'm living a lie Should she feel the sting Of the tears in my eyes Let her cry over me When I feel her spirit Making stark impressions On my absent mind Her naked body Pressing up against me Like no other kind I'm lost without her And I love her because No-one can tell me She isn't real So if she feels The things that I feel Let her cry over me When I see her face On my photograph It seems to come alive And it cast a shadow Which only you could ever fit inside Now I'm so sad At me being here As I sit and wonder How this did occur And all this time I cry over her Let her cry over me After all this time I cry over her Let her cry over me.