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I Don’ wanna Cry

By Wil C. Fry, 1990.06.27

(Copyright © 1990 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.)

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She loves me, she loves me not
Does she even give me a thought?
I sit here, waiting for... nothing, really
In fact, I feel really silly
What’s my problem, anyway?
It’s just that I want her to say
the things I’ve said to her
the things I hope she feels for me
but, too bad, it will never be

I’ve searched for happiness in women
They’re as worthless as gold
(Although I still desire one)
She can only leave me cold

Sure, the Word describes love (true love)
But it can’t be found here, only from Above
God is where it comes from, He’s the only One
No one else can give me the love I need
No one else gives me what I plead
She would only mean tears for me
More agony than I can see
God, can’t you bring a woman into my life
One that won’t make me cry
I just don’t want to cry



This was mostly about “love” in general, but I was likely thinking of D.M.R. when I wrote it.




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