If i had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on.
The world moves fast
and it would rather pass by.
Than to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad.
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on.
The world moves fast
and it would rather pass by.
Than to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad.
