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Baby, your eyes are dry,
No more tears can fall,
I canít see your pain,
ĎCause I see you stand so tall.
The look upon your face
Is deep but masked somehow,
And the shadows in your eyes
Seem not to be there now.
I know that you must hurt;
I know you want to cry.
I know you canít reach out;
I know youíd rather die.
The pain you feel inside
Is far too much to bear.
Please reach out, my girl,
And know that Iíll be there.