Cry
I don’t know if you can hear me now
I don’t know if you can hear the cries, the ones I cry at night
I don’t know if this candle will burn
I don’t know if this wick will last through the night

But I hope that someone out there’s listening
Still filling out the list of dreams I have.

If the sun could rise before the night could have its way
(Then I), I could let my tears of joy run down my face
If my prayers could make the night just go away
For a moment, I could see, I could see
I could know a better day

Children playing in the streets,
People laughing in the park , a distant dream
Broken park swings are swaying in the wind
Silent screams waiting to be let out at your sin.

words and music by J.Ho
copyright 2004 adobo's cookin' publishing