Before You Can Dry Another's Tear,
You To Must Weep
Let me not live a life that's free,
From "The Things" that draw me close to you.
For how can I ever hope to heal,
the wounds of others I do not feel.
If my eyes are dry and I never weep,
How do I know when the hurt is deep?
If my heart is cold and never bleeds,
how can I tell what my heart needs?
For when ears are deaf to the beggar's plea,
And we close our eyes and refuse to see.
And we steel our hearts and close our minds,
We are no longer following "The Way",
On Seeking guidance from day to day.
For, without "Love To Give" and "Burdens To Bear"
We dance through a life that's frothy and fair.
And "Chasing the Rainbow" we have no desire or,
For "Roads That Are Rough" and "Realms That Are Higher".
So spare me no heart ache or sorrow,
For the heart that is hurt reaps the richest reward,
And enters the heart that is broken with sorrow.
As you open the door "To A Brighter Tomorrow".
For only through tears can we recognize,
The suffering that lives in another's eye.
You To Must Weep
Let me not live a life that's free,
From "The Things" that draw me close to you.
For how can I ever hope to heal,
the wounds of others I do not feel.
If my eyes are dry and I never weep,
How do I know when the hurt is deep?
If my heart is cold and never bleeds,
how can I tell what my heart needs?
For when ears are deaf to the beggar's plea,
And we close our eyes and refuse to see.
And we steel our hearts and close our minds,
We are no longer following "The Way",
On Seeking guidance from day to day.
For, without "Love To Give" and "Burdens To Bear"
We dance through a life that's frothy and fair.
And "Chasing the Rainbow" we have no desire or,
For "Roads That Are Rough" and "Realms That Are Higher".
So spare me no heart ache or sorrow,
For the heart that is hurt reaps the richest reward,
And enters the heart that is broken with sorrow.
As you open the door "To A Brighter Tomorrow".
For only through tears can we recognize,
The suffering that lives in another's eye.
