If I could cry I'd ease this aching heart inside
But though I often try the tears stay hidden deep inside
They just won't start though none can take your place in my heart
I should let go but the hurt is just too deep to show
I guess it's just my pride what can I do (what can I do)
Though a tear may start to form
Each time I hold your warm warm memory near
Until I die I guess that I will never cry for you
Though a tear may start to form...