No one knows my lady when she's lonely <br />No one sees the fantasies and fears my lady hides <br />There are those who've shared her love and laughter <br />But no one hears my lady when she cries…but me <br />No one hears my lady when she cries <br />And when she cries she makes you wanna run <br />And chase the sun and bring it back <br />To brighten up a corner of her dark and troubled skies <br />When she cries <br />She walks barefoot through the misty mornin' <br />Dreams of golden yesterdays reflectin' in her eyes <br />But soon the evenin' shadows crowd around her <br />Frightening my lady till she cries…for me <br />Frightening my lady, till she cries <br />You may have seen her lyin' in your lamplight <br />And if you've heard her whispered words, it comes as no surprise <br />So be the one she shares her secret smiles with <br />But send me back my lady when she cries…for me <br />My lady's gonna need me when she cries<br /><br />Sheldon Allan Silverstein<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-she-cries-3/
