My tears won't move this mountain
my prayers are saying something
these words are sincere about my tears
they fall one after another
some drops meet up with eachother
my tears won't chage a thing
no more than it does when it rains
some ask why I cry I have no answer
I don't know why
my tears are filled with so many things
It's hard for me to explain everything
no more than I can explain
why it has to rain
I guess trees need to grow
no matter how old I've become
I still don't know where
my tears come from