cry

I have seen fear. I have seen faith.

Seen the look of anger on your face.

And if you want to talk about it anymore,

Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,

I'm a friend.

And if you want to talk about what will be,

Come and sit with me, and cry on my shoulder,

Cry on my shoulder,

Once again. I'm a friend.*

(*james blunt-cry)