a hole and who’s to blame. If soon he’s forgotten and dries like the r ain. But life always got a big smile for those who fall and are left behind. Never remembered, they never surrende r, never die.
Don’t cry for me Evangeline. Don’t be like those unholy queens. Don’t you cry, please, don't you cry.
So fortune cookies would say that chan ges are coming and one of these days, blue would be blue and not just a shade of gray. So wipe your nose, dry your eyes. Let your fingers point to the sun. Blow out your sadness, darling, have yo ur fun. And don’t cry for Evangeline. Don’t be like those unholy queens.
Don’t you cry. Now don’t you cry. For love that is born. Someday has to die.I