My Turn to Cry — текст песни (Jim Johnston)

Words and music: jim johnston



Youre such a mystery,

I cant figure you out.

Thats how its supposed to be.

Sometimes you wear me out,

Intentionally, -thats what its all about.

Am I a fool to still play by the rules when we fight?

Some say Im too late to try... loves not whos wrong or right

Sometimes its my turn to cry.

Once the hurt has cleared,

The blues cant get in the way.

I know I want you here.

I try to tie you down, emotionally.

Then we go back around.

Youre such a mystery,

I cant figure you out.

Thats how its going to be.

Am I a fool to still play by the rules when we fight?

Its never that easy to try,

But loves not whos wrong and right.

This time its my turn to cry.

When I took your hand I thought Id understand you one day.

Its never that easy to try.

But I care about you and me, so maybe its my turn to cry.

Youre such a mystery.