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CRYIN' DON'T EVEN COME CLOSE (Steve Gillette and Charles John Quarto) Lookin' out this evening, mainly for myself I still can't tell what's missing from what's mine. I only know I'm leavin' an uneasy farewell And it's hard to tell what else I'll leave behind. But it seems to me, at a time like this Only silence can say what is real Oh, and cryin' don't even come close to the way that I feel. Some dreams are not for sleepin', some nights are not for rest Some stories are better left inside So I'll just keep on believin' that it's all for the best And let the beckoning highway provide. 'Cause it seems to me, at a time like this Only silence can say what is real Oh, and cryin' don't even come close to the way that I feel. Someday, I guess, I may somehow express What I cannot now begin to reveal Oh, and cryin' don't even come close to the way that I feel, Oh, and cryin' don't even come close to the way that I feel. Copyright Copyright 1984, Ensign Music / Tessa Music, BMI Used by permission @country filename[ CRYIN_D TUNE FILE: CRYIN_D CLICK TO PLAY SG |
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