Cant Stand? Sit.
I can't stand to see you cry.
And when you do I die;
On the inside.
Because your crying about me,
You don't realize that I see you under that old oak tree.
You cry in my arms,
On my sleeve,
And on my chest and jeans.
There isn't a day that goes by,
That's says good-bye,
But always say Hello.
And that little voice inside the wind keeps me
Sane and mellow
And when you do I die;
On the inside.
Because your crying about me,
You don't realize that I see you under that old oak tree.
You cry in my arms,
On my sleeve,
And on my chest and jeans.
There isn't a day that goes by,
That's says good-bye,
But always say Hello.
And that little voice inside the wind keeps me
Sane and mellow