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 [bad word] 
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 
 [bad word] on cry till the morning 
Cry till the morning .... (morning) 
Cry till the morning 
Cry like never before