5. I’ll cry for you
I saw your friend was laid to rest
Cold hands folded on his chest
Dressed up in his Sunday best
It’s hard to let him go, so hard to let him go
So I’ll cry for you. I’ll cry for you.
It seems like the divinest thing to do
I’ll cry for you, let me cry for you,
I’ve lost some of my friends too.
I saw your little girl in pain
Tears were fallin’ down like rain
Someone left a great big stain
on her little heart, on her little heart.
So I’ll cry for you. I’ll cry for you
It seems like the divinest thing to do
I’ll cry for you, let me cry for you
Someone stole my innocence too
Cryin’s just a form of prayer
that bleeds out of our wounds
and soaks up through the ceiling tiles to heaven
Tears go on beyond our words
to say what can’t be spoken
and make a way for wrongs to be forgiven
Got no place to lay your head
Got no feathers for your bead
Tired feet are made of lead
You’re far away from home, so far away from home
So I’ll cry for you, I’ll cry for you
It seems like the divinest thing to do
I’ll cry for you, let me cry for you
I was once a homeless person too
I’ll cry for you, I’ll cry for you
It seems like the divinest thing to do
I’ll cry for you, let me cry for you
I know my scars can bring you healing too,
I know my scars can bring you healing.
Cold hands folded on his chest
Dressed up in his Sunday best
It’s hard to let him go, so hard to let him go
So I’ll cry for you. I’ll cry for you.
It seems like the divinest thing to do
I’ll cry for you, let me cry for you,
I’ve lost some of my friends too.
I saw your little girl in pain
Tears were fallin’ down like rain
Someone left a great big stain
on her little heart, on her little heart.
So I’ll cry for you. I’ll cry for you
It seems like the divinest thing to do
I’ll cry for you, let me cry for you
Someone stole my innocence too
Cryin’s just a form of prayer
that bleeds out of our wounds
and soaks up through the ceiling tiles to heaven
Tears go on beyond our words
to say what can’t be spoken
and make a way for wrongs to be forgiven
Got no place to lay your head
Got no feathers for your bead
Tired feet are made of lead
You’re far away from home, so far away from home
So I’ll cry for you, I’ll cry for you
It seems like the divinest thing to do
I’ll cry for you, let me cry for you
I was once a homeless person too
I’ll cry for you, I’ll cry for you
It seems like the divinest thing to do
I’ll cry for you, let me cry for you
I know my scars can bring you healing too,
I know my scars can bring you healing.