Teardrops

Womack & Womack, Conscience ’88

Whenever I hear goodbyes, remind me baby of you
I break down and cry, next time I’ll be true
Teardrops in my eyes, next time I’ll be true
I really let you down, next time I’ll be true

And the music don’t feel like it did when I felt it with you
Nothing that I do or feel ever feels like I felt it with you

Hurting deep inside

I break down and cry

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