He looks over shoulder
Fears of getting older
She says, "Oh, come over...
Come a little closer"
He looks out the window
Tears fall as the wind blows
Them both into a frenzy
Isn't love worth plenty?...
No more cryin'
Now his heart beats faster
Knows he won't outlast her
She sits by the window
Let's all of the pain go
They look at each other
Know they want no other
So she let's out a big sigh
He looks in her brown eyes...
No more cryin'
Sometimes there's no reason
Sometimes there's no pleasing
Tell him you're not leaving
He's not good at grieving
Maybe he'll try running
Anger is the gun in
The war of the heart
He knew it from the start...
No more cryin'
