If I could cry I'd ease this aching heart inside
But though I often try, the tears stay hidden deep inside
They just won't start, though none can take your place in my heart
I should let go but the hurt is just too deep to show I guess it's just my pride what can I do? What can I do? Though a tear may start to form
Each time I hold your warm warm memory near
Until I die I guess that I will never cry for you Though a tear may start to form
Each time I hold your warm warm memory near
Until I die I guess that I will never cry for you