wait for cry
sophie zelmani

if i am your stolen mind
it could get back to you
don't you think that's right

i don't know how hard you held me
there must be a chance you haven't
fully let go on me

if i am your sickness now
i wouldn't be of a kind
that would let you die

you haven't really told me yet
so it still must be fifty and fifty
on what i'll get

if i am your question now
could as well be a riddle
that only takes some time

still the days are just passing by
wait for rain' wait for cry

if i am your wood in where you're lost
the trees could crease
for fields that's opening up

still the day is letting me deny
i wait for rain' i wait for cry