(Leslie Satcher)

I am a tear, I've been here before
I know her perfumed fingers
I know the cold, cold floor
You look as if you don't
Understand me at all
When she can't help herself
It's my job to fall

I could tell you stories
That you would not believe
No, I am not the first
There've been millions of me
Every time you leave her, every time you don't talk
She fights the weakness in her knees
But it's my job to fall

Oh, it's my job to help her
Through the long and lonely night
To lead her into sleep
When she give out with the fight
Her heart's out of control, you always make it crawl
But I serve the lover
It's my job to fall

Love comes from the heart
But I come from the soul
Love always shows it's card
But I wait until you go
But tonight her soul cried out for you
And I had to back the call
You never should have seen me
But it's my job to fall

Oh, it's my job to help her
Through the long and lonely night
To lead her into sleep
When she give out with the fight
Her heart's out of control, you always make it crawl
But I serve the lover
It's my job to fall

I am a tear, I've been here before
I know her perfumed fingers
I know the cold, cold floor