He Cried
She was an angel
A beauty to be hold
And looking at her there
Seeing her like that
Her family all around and in tears
I stand beside her son
As he looks without tears
A rock in a room full of sorrow
Holding our daughter I weep
Feeling the pain he hid so well
Almost a year gone and the weight
Of that lose still hangs
He cried
As our daughter met my own mother for the first time
He cried
As she smiled and playid on her first birthday
He cried
Missing her on his
He cried
Missing her on her's
The man I love is strong in the face of death
But he crys when he feels the lose
And I stand by him and I hold on
For even the strongest get weak at times
When they've been stronge for to long
If you were to look upon him now
You'd never see the pain he hides
A beauty to be hold
And looking at her there
Seeing her like that
Her family all around and in tears
I stand beside her son
As he looks without tears
A rock in a room full of sorrow
Holding our daughter I weep
Feeling the pain he hid so well
Almost a year gone and the weight
Of that lose still hangs
He cried
As our daughter met my own mother for the first time
He cried
As she smiled and playid on her first birthday
He cried
Missing her on his
He cried
Missing her on her's
The man I love is strong in the face of death
But he crys when he feels the lose
And I stand by him and I hold on
For even the strongest get weak at times
When they've been stronge for to long
If you were to look upon him now
You'd never see the pain he hides
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