Poor little dreamer. Stand inside the door. You can't find the easy rhymes. Of time you had before. It hurts my heart so bad. Seeing you sigh and shake. Broken down so low - so sad. I can't let you break. Cry to me - Cry to me. You better not hide it. Let it come - let it bleed. I ain't laughing - reach in and get it. And set it free. Cry to me - Cry to me. The glass is empty and the wine. Is bitter on your tongue. People don't seen wild and fine. Like when you were young. You're lonesome over a stormy ocean. Lost in the rain and wind. We can clear these clouds away