A heart out of affection, a night at the masquerade... You won some and you're lonesome. As the spotlight fades. Going forth pretending destination is at hand. When she's crying just a little.. I've seen them set off to the promised land. Escaping from the hurtings. They don't understand a sense of satisfaction. On account of pristine tears. She's crying just a little more just like you. Why don't you cry, cry a little over me? Why don't you lie? Can't you tell me that I am hard to deny? (~Baby-Blue~)Media: Video