Time To Cry

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I see through teardrops that old clock on the wall
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The hands are far apart, they tell me that my heart misses you
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And you're not with me
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Guess it's time to cry, yes it's time to cry

I hear the doorbell, the postman just came by
All he ever brings are bills and nothing things
Oh no, he returned your letter
And it's time to cry, yes it's time to cry

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Time to cry, ever since you said goodbye
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Time to cry, what else can I do but cry over you?

I just can't stand it the telephone won't ring
The sun is out of sight another lonely night begins
And you're not mine
Guess it's time to cry, yes it's time to cry



by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@netcabo.pt