| Lyrics: | Lisa don't think she's pretty no more,
Starin at the stars through a backstreet door,
She
tries and tries to make it all work out,
No matter what she does,
She's left standin in
the middle of doubt,
In a lonely night,
And in the pourin rain,
You can count on
me,
Sometimes she cries,
When shes alone at night,
Sometimes she
weaps,
When she's feelin cold and weak,
Sometimes the pain,
It just tears her up
inside,
Sometimes she cries,
Ooh, I wonder why,
Lisa don't have a lover no
more,
Plays with her pillow,
Stares at the bedroom floor,
Used to have a
million,
They've come and gone,
No matter what she does,
She can't figure out what
she's doin' wrong,
In a lonely night,
And in the pourin rain,
Sometimes she
cries,
In the middle of the night,
Sometimes she weeps,
When she's feelin cold and
weak,
Sometimes the pain,
Oh, it tears her up inside,
Sometimes she
cries,
Ooh, yeah,
Liven, loven, given everything you've got,
After all the
heartache,
Maybe give it all just one more shot yeah,
In a lonely night,
And in the
pourin rain,
The only thing I really wanna know is why,
Sometimes she cries,
In
the middle of the night,
Sometimes she weaps,
When she's feelin cold and
weak,
Sometimes the pain,
Oh, it tears her up inside,
Sometimes she cries. |
