The image of me crying The foolish image of myself I hate the sun that shines upon the ground (I hate the sun) If anyone recognized me and asked why I was crying I really hated not being able to answer (I really hated it) *I wanted to avoid the sun No matter how hard I ran The sun was always overhead I really wanted to forget you No matter how hard I tried, No matter how hard I tried you were still inside of me I really hated to still miss your Smile and the hands that touched me (I really hated it) Inside of so many people While they laughed and shared stories I tried to forget you But again, tears fall