Songtexte She Cries - Paris Street

Under the tv light
I leave and tiptoe outside
Try not to make a sound
As I go

All I can offer her:
To sleep unbothered
Will it help at all?
I don't know

Walk to the coffeshop
The summer heat is all-but-gone
A cat meanders past
The patio

Before the shaking ceased
Through tears she asked me,
'Will the pills help at all?'
'I don't know'

So she cried
Oh, she cried
She cried
She cried

I wish things had gone differently
This is far from where I thought we'd be
I am here, but my mind is truly somewhere else

None of this matters one bit
As long as she's still sick
I don't know, I don't know, I just hope she gets well

So she cries
Oh, she cries
She cries
She cries