28 lyrics for "From crying"
Land of the free, land of the free In the land of the free I'm standing crying (oh oh oh oh) Can't wipe the wind-blown smile from across my face It's just the old man in me Washing his truck at the Sinclair station In the land of the free (ooh) His
PlayDid you see your friend crying from his eyes today Did you see him run through the streets and far away Did you see him run, did you see him fall Did his life flash by at the bedroom door Did you hear the news it came across the air today Someone has
PlayI'm falling Can't breathe anymore These scars need to heal I see the sun begin to rise And I'm wounded I've seen the world from painted eyes That I'm crying through I watch the darkness hit the tides And confide in hold on The ocean has opened Caress the
PlayBecause we own the sky Secrets from the winds Burnt stars crying It's coming, it's coming now! What's coming? What's coming now? Each shade of blue Is kept in our eyes Keep blowing and lighting Soft, soft or cruel
PlayWhy are we always stuck and running from The bullets? The bullets We gotta get away from here Just stop your crying We never learn, we been here before It's a sign of the times We got to get away We got to, we got to (away)
PlayYa alright, alright, alright You was right I was wrong Ya I should've never ever took her home Ya I should've just boned Ya fantasy on my phone Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you Talking about a
PlaySo why then, are you crying? Who denied them And no amount of tears Could roll back all the years Bring back all your dreams from yesterday Once your dreams Come knocking at your door It's time to realize
PlayI'm running low On your love You can see it in my eyes So swollen in time From crying I'm not dealing with myself I'm feeling inside out And I'm frightened I'm over-thinking everything
PlayWhere thrills are cheap, and love's divine I'm looking for something, just sink in my teeth without any crying But I can't find no place or nothing, Where thrills are cheap and love is divine Dusty and you are, dirty from chain Lips of your kisses are
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