Cry
(Jim Quealy)

Imagine that I call
You speak to me and we’re okay
It doesn’t hurt at all
Then our voices fade away

And we cry and hurt inside
Then we cry and wipe our eyes
In time that melody won’t bite
This memory will die
Until then we’ll cry

I see you in my dreams
I hold you in my arms again
As real as it might seem
All too soon that dream just ends

Then we cry and hurt inside
Then we cry and wipe our eyes
In time that melody won’t bite
This memory will die
Until then I’ll cry

We’re fine ‘til sparks ignite the fire
These embers of desire
Take so long to expire
In time that melody won’t bite
This memory will die
Until then we’ll cry