Tears fill our eyes
So we can not see
The things God has for you and me
It is the key to keep a dry eye.
Is there a way to ease the pain?
My eye rain tears
Will I ever be able to say hi again?
Or will the fear of saying goodbye,
Keep my eyes dry
And my heart concealed,
My heart that needs to be healed
I hate saying good-byes
David T Gross #005 1997