Tears Don't Fall

 

In the midst of summer, my thirst never dries,
Deep down the corners, my heart seems to cry.
The restlessness of meeting you never dies,
My eyes are wet, but I stand tall, I do cry but tears don't fall.

I dream of you and wish you were here,
but you are no close to be near
Just to let you know my dear,
I crave to death in an empty hall, but my tears don't fall.

I drag myself to the valley of sorrow, I see no hope for a better tomorrow.
The sickness in the veins have pushed me inside a deep deep pain.  I beg for your love in a lonely stall, no one comes but my tears don't fall.