Each time a tear rolls down her cheek
A thousand angels weep.
Their hearts breaking
They weep for thee
So please do not cry,
The tears roll down your cheeks,
Silently, Invisible to some.
But I can see them all,
Your beautiful face,
With tears rolling down,
They hit the ground,
Up from the ground a flower sprouts,
Opening and growing,
Its a very beautiful flower,
Smelling nice and looking pretty,
Just like you do.
So please do not cry,
You are everything to me,
You are beautiful,
|