Jose' Taylor

(March 25,1992 / Gary, IN)

HEAR MY CRY


CAN YOU HEAR MY CRY?
I GUESS YOU CAN'T,
YOU WON'T EVEN LET ME TRY
WHY DO YOU WANT TO LEAVE THIS RELATIONSHIP UP TO DRY.
I WANT YOU TO BE MINE,
BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS BLOW MY MIND.
I KNOW I'M NOT PERFECT, BUT NOBODY IS
THAT'S WHY I WANT YOU TO HEAR MY CRY.
CAN YOU HEAR?
ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?
IS ANYONE IN THERE?
I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL YOU
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH,
MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF,
MORE THAN THE STARS IN SPACE.
I GUESS IT BLEW UP IN MY FACE.
I WANTED TO PICK UP THE WRONG PIECES,
SO I COULD PUT THEM RIGHT.
HOW MUCH LONGER DO YOU WANT ME TO KEEP
HOLDING YOU TIGHT AT NIGHT.
DOES IT MEAN IT'S OVER,
I HOPE NOT, BECAUSE I CAN'T BEAR ANYMORE BAD NEWS,
AM I RIGHT?

Submitted: Thursday, June 12, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, July 01, 2014

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