Cry Til the Morning (Ashcroft Richard)

First time that I ever saw yer Knew nothing would ever be the same Sweet love in the process There were things I needed to explain Yeah you didn't play with my feelings Like the others with their games You said it's time to do some bleeding Time to cry the past away Cry till the morning Cry till the morning We just cry till the morning Cry like never before First place I never quite asked yer Those peaches faded on your wall Those family members Sometimes they've just got to call Sweet love in the process And solitude in love combined Have you got an address Some place new that we can find So we can cry till the morning Cry till the morning Cry till the morning Cry like never before Cry till the morning Yeah we cry till the morning Cry till the morning Cry till the morning Come on cry till the morning Cry till the morning .... (morning) Cry till the morning Cry like never before