Tears That She Cries

Oh Gearle well here you go again

Today what world are you living in

Why does your world just tickle you pink

Or is it as blue as an ocean where all your little boats sink

While little Ms. Denial is sittin' in high cotton

All goes well as long as forgotten

Go wipe off your walls, then pick up your tin pans

Run to the sink, now wash off your hands

And up on your high horse

Well, is your ride just too short

The same little Gearle wouldn't jump off the front porch

So afraid we might see eye to eye

And I'll see that gleam were just tears that she cries

All the tears that she cries

That rain on parades

And trickle on down

Someone open the gate

'Til the streets all run dry

And the whole town is saved

While under the ground

Through the ocean with rage

Why who's making waves

I said not I

It was the gearle with the gleam in her eyes

While sleeping beauty gets her sleep tonight

She wakes up in the morning and everything is snow white

But only one thing in her garden will still grow

My, what could it be, sure smells like a rose

But she will soon snatch it there straight from its stem

And a thorn will then prick her just like a pin

And as the water then fills up her eyes

She is making up all those tears that she cries

All the tears that she cries

That rain on parades

And trickle on down

Someone open the gate

'Til the streets all run dry

And the whole town is saved

Why under the ground

To the ocean it raged

Why who's making waves

I said not I

It's the gearle with the gleam in her eyes

Who's making waves

I said not I

It's the gearle with the gleam in her eyes