Though crying can't change things, my heart is still blue.
All earthly possessions, they don't mean a thing,
But the tears on my pillow,is all that it brings.
Became my best friend and left for no reason.
The love of my life, I shall not forget,
The tears on my pillow, making it wet.
Cause love has it's debut, when healthy and pure.
I try not to think of the love I have lost,
But the tears on my pillow are counting the cost.
Try not to worry, over my heart's lies.
Needless to say, It doesn't help at all,
Comes the tears on my pillow, hoping you'd call.
With nothing changing, this heartbreak game.
If I can just hold on, I will see your shining face,
And the tears on my pillow will soon be erased.
