When I need it, it leaves
   And I haven't the courage to oblige

   Why couldn't somebody cry for me
   This time?
   For I'm too frightened to reply

   As were the days of yore
   Mine are timeless

   Why couldn't someone have patience for me?
   Why couldn't someone be wise to my fears?
   Tell me why couldn't somebody cry for me
   This time?

   And if I should die, who'll be the first to cry?

   I have not the nerve to show anyone how I am
   For I'd be misunderstood

   Every time you're standing by my side
   I'm stricken with undying fear inside

   And if I choose to comply
   Not one would wonder why would I
   Who'll be the first to cry?


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