Lyrics:
You bite your lip and kinda frownYou lost the plot, the time, all kind of stormyI see it coming, cross your browSee the rain come raging down before mePlease don't cryPlease don't you cryI look around to catch your eyeFool around so gormless it's not funnyWipe away the storms, my childIf I could, I would, I should, I'm sorryPlease don't cryPlease don't you cry