Текст Marc Broussard – Cry To Me

When your baby
Leaves you all alone
And nobody
Calls you on the phone

When your all alone
In your lonely room
And there’s nothing
But the smell of her perfume
Don’t you feel like crying
Don’t you feel like crying
Don’t you feel like crying
C’mon
C’mon
Cry to me

Well nothing could be sadder
Than a glass of wine, all alone
Loneliness, loneliness, it’s such a waste of time
Oh-oh yeah

You don’t ever have to walk alone, oh you see
Come on, take my hand and baby won’t you walk with me?
Oh yeah

When you’re waiting for a voice to come
In the night and there is no one
Don’t you feel like crying? (cry to me)
Don’t you feel like crying? (cry to me)