Blow your tears into my face
Sadness is for later days
And don't be sad my little one
I'd be gladly in your shoes
Couldn't believe I'd sing the blues
And he's waiting, (it'll be?)
So blow your tears into my face
Sadness is for later days
And everytime I look at you
I believe this world 's for you
The sound of moonlight you can hear
The song the trees are singing too
So what can I, do to make you happy
When the words don't do the trick
Being silent when you're crying isn't me
So what can I do, to make you happy
When the words don't mean a thing
Being silent when you're crying isn't me
So blow tears into my face
Sadness is for later days
And don't be sad my little one
And he's waiting, (it'll be?)