Rich
man, poor man, beggar
Tears
can fill each eye
They
don't care who cries them
You
just cry, cry, cry
*
Once
my love and dreams
Were
in your keeping
Then
you walked away
With
someone new
Once
you laughed at me
When
(While) I was weeping
What
happened to me
Has
happened to you
Tears
don't care who cries them
But
my eyes are dry
I'm
laughing now while you learn how
To cry,
cry, cry
(repeat *)
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