There'll Be Tears

Music is your laughter in my ears
Your laughter is music in my ears
But every time you call my name
I smell tears
But every time you call my name
I know there'll be tears
There'll be tears...
There'll be tears...

Now there is a growing trepidation
As we count the days until vacation
You saved up for your dream trip ad astra
I spent it on a Fender Telecaster
But every time you call me lame
I age like twenty years
And every night that we stay in
We toke on our fears
There'll be tears...
There'll be tears...

And every time things settle down, it shows up
It blows up, I won't grow up
You're quiet; are we headed for disaster?
What's after, disaster? What's after?
Tears... Tears... Tears... Tears...

Your smiles put the music in my laughter
You used to sing my praises to the rafters
Your skin is the whitest alabaster
I'll see you in the here in ever after
I'm running out of road, "Then run faster!"
But my arms and my legs are in plaster
Still your smiles put the music in my laughter
Your smiles put the music in my laughter



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Richard Christensen, Hugh Atkinson, Simon Skjodt Jensen
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