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Teksty: The Four Seasons. Folk Nanny/Born to Wander. Cry Myself to Sleep.

Cry myself to sleep

So my friends ask if we are through
I'm glad that I am rid of you
But when no ones around
With all the shades drawn down
That?s when I Cry my self to sleep

Cry myself to sleep

Deep in a dream I heard you call my name
I held you and felt so glad
But when I woke I felt the same old thing

Holding just a pillow that's all I had

After all I'm still a man
I'll face the world the best I can
Each day I laugh outside
Then run back home to hide
And then I cry myself to sleep

I cry myself to sleep
I cry myself to sleep