Lyrics The Sundays

The Sundays

Cry

And I'm standing on a platform

Now I'm staring from a train

And all the trees roll back beside but I'm so oblivious

To the dark, to the light, it's all the same

You gave me so much and now it's of the earth

And it makes me cry

(It makes me cry, it makes me cry)

It can make me cry

And you're standing here beside me

In a picture in a frame

And your voice could never fade, it's so familiar

Things you said in my head every day

You gave me so much and now it's of the earth

And it makes me cry

(It makes me cry, it makes me cry)

And it can make me cry

You're with me so much

Though you're never with me anymore

And it makes me cry

(It makes me cry, it makes me cry)

It can make me cry

(Oh, it makes me cry, it makes me cry)

(Yeah, it makes me cry, it can make me cry)