- I
sit and cry.
- But
why, oh why?
-
- I
heard about a boy.
- He's
from another world.
- He
sleeps on cardboard on the street
- And
daily hopes that he will eat.
-
- I
sit and cry.
- Could
that be why?
-
- I
seldom shed a tear.
- That
story is not new.
- So
why do now I sit and stare
- Through
eyesight dimmed by human care?
-
- I
sit and cry.
- I
don't know why.
-
- There
was a song about
- A
man of eighty years
- Who
bravely swam to save a child,
- Then
died; the effort far too wild.
-
- I
sit and cry.
- But
is that why?
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- In
all my years, I'm sure,
- I've
never felt this way.
- I
can't believe there's any way
- My
heart could change from night to day.
-
- I
sit and cry.
- Can't
reason why.
-
- I
have to think that God
- Has
chosen now to melt
- My
heart in order that he might
- Perform
some deed or shed some light.
-
- I
sit and cry.
- I
may know why.
-
- God,
have your way in me.
- My
life is ever yours.
- There's
nothing in this world I choose
- Than
in your will myself to lose.
-
- I
sit and cry.
-
- Lauren
C. Lilly, 1995
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