cry

You used to take me by the hand, I'd follow, follow
The thought of it now is hard to swallow
We don't do that shit no more - those days are long gone

Cry? What you gonna do?
But just cry father, cry

Said you've been thinking over the bite
Said you want to take the very next flight
What if I want to have kids? The kind of father you've been

Cry? What you gonna do?
But just cry daddy, cry
What can you do?
What can you do?
But cry

And now you've moved for good
What's the use in tears?
There's enough salt water between us
To while away the years
But still you cry

Cry, daddy cry
What are you going to do but just cry father, cry

The thought, the thought, the thought might remain
But the gesture feels in vain



Credits
Writer(s): Ange Tuffnell
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