Did you cry for the young family, who died at sea
And did you cry for the children who were bombed
While they were trying to flee
And did you cry for the women who were tortured and raped by a war
Or do you cry for the child
Who lost his innocence
Behind a bedroom door
But donʼt cry for me
Because Iʼm ok
But I might cry for you in my own way
And did you cry for the man who was broken sitting on his own
And did you cry for all the things
That you were never shown
And you cry for the many
Who will take their own life today or do you cry out for a world
To find a new way
And did you cry for the mother
Whose child had been taken away
Or the young boy whose life was taken today
Or did you cry for the fathers
Who were cut down by a war
Or do you cry for the homeless
The sick and the poor
But donʼt cry for me
Because Iʼm ok
But I might cry for you in my own way
But donʼt cry for me
Because Iʼm ok
But I might cry for you
In my own way
In my own way