Don't Cry

At night I feel the air just slip through my fingers In daylight it sticks like glue When I consider all the things that creep under my skin None of them are quite as sweet as you So don`t cry And if I leave, and coming back I lose my way Don`t change the locks on the back door Cause even though my brain may be twisted and unsound You know that my heart is true So don`t cry So don`t cry So don`t cry So don`t cry