For Every Tear, a Song

Oh, baby. You may be lonely but never alone.

You may have a house but not a home. You may be

tired yet wide awake. You may feel expired yet the world's yours to

shake. You may have friends but wonder why you're sometimes happy

yet sometimes cry. For every right there is a wrong. For every tear

there is a song. But why do I ponder these thoughts this

way? Surely it's better to go not stay. Leave behind all

stress and strain. No longer endure the endless pain that comes from