So Don't Cry Testo

Testo So Don't Cry

At night I feel the air just slip through my fingers In daylight it sticks like glue When I consider all the things that creep under my skin None of them are quite as sweet as you So don't cry And if I leave, and coming back I lose my way Don't change the locks on the back door Cause even though my brain may be twisted and unsound You know that my heart is true So don't cry So don't cry So don't cry So don't cry