Every tear is a soul
that, were they caught in a bowl,
would weigh in among all of the worlds
most precious diamonds and stones

Each one a story that cannot be told
full of one's sentiments
and worth more than gold

I should have been there to collect and recover,
a treasure that was meant for each other

Every drop that I missed
like all the moments we've kissed
Would soon be followed by another
and another

The tears that I caused you
should be far behind you
yet in me they will always flow on

no wish to hurt and never desert
The one that I long to make smile

Your soul wells within me
Every drop of it