An Eye with Dust n A Heart with Trust Always Cries.
An eye with dust and a heart with trust always cries.
Sometimes you have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears, and say good-bye.
Crying is how your heart speaks, when your lips can't explain the pain you feel.
Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.
If you're going to make me cry, at least be there to wipe away the tears.
An Eye with Dust n A Heart with Trust Always Cries.
An eye with dust and a heart with trust always cries.
Sometimes you have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears, and say good-bye.
Crying is how your heart speaks, when your lips can't explain the pain you feel.
Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.
If you're going to make me cry, at least be there to wipe away the tears.