Crying: Don McLean

I was alright for a while
I could smile for a while
But when I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say ‘hello’
And though you wished to me well
you couldn’t tell

That I’d been
Crying, over you
Crying, over you

Then you said so long
Left me standing all alone
Alone and crying.
Crying
Crying
Crying

It’s hard to understand
That the touch of your hand
Can start me crying

I thought that I, was over you
But it’s true, so true
I love you even more, than I did before
But, darling, what can I do

While you don’t love me
And I’ll always be
Crying, over you
Crying, over you

Yes, now you’re gone
And from this moment on
I’ll be crying
(crying)
Crying
(crying)
Crying
(crying)
Crying over you
Over you
Over you

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About layanglicana

Author of books on Calcutta, Delhi and Dar es Salaam, I am now blogging as a lay person about the Church of England and the Anglican Communion. I am also blogging about the effects of World War One on the village of St Mary Bourne, Hampshire.
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