When Times Are Bad

I see noone crying
Tears would be in the way
I could be crying over you everyday

How could I help you
How would we go on
If I'd cry like I want to
I'd be helplessly gone

Everyone cries
When thing get too sad
But count your blessings
When times are bad

I here noone talking
Sad words would lay us down
I could talk about sorrow
All the time

How could I be there
And make you fell well
If I'd grieve like I need to
I'd be lost to my shell