As I cry these tears I cry
To my old life I will say goodbye
With the old tears
My old life shall fall
And the new ones,
God will catch them all
I will cry no more after this
No matter how much that I miss your kiss.
All of the tears will fall from my face
Like the leaves that fall from the old oak tree
And I will be standing
All alone in the prairie of my heart
My lonely heart
And I will be waiting
For the tears
From the stars.