Solomon Burke — Cry To Me

When your baby leaves you all alone And nobody calls you on the phone Don't you feel like crying? Don't you feel like crying? Well, here I am, my honey C'mon, cry to me When you're all alone in your lonely room And there's nothing but the smell of her perfume Don't you feel like crying? Don't you feel like crying? Don't you feel like crying? C'mon, c'mon, cry to me Whoa, nothing can be sadder than a glass of wine alone Loneliness, loneliness, such a waste of time, whoa yeah You don't ever have to walk alone, you see Come take my hand, and baby, won't you walk with me? Whoa yeah When you're waiting for a voice to come In the night but there's no one Don't you feel like crying? (Cry to me) Don't you feel like crying? (Cry to me) Don't you feel like cr-cr-cr-cr-cr-cr-cry (Cry to me) cr-cr-cr-cr-cr-cr-crying? (Cry to me) Don't you feel like cr-cr-cr-cr-cr-cr-cry (Cry to me) cr-cr-cr-cr-cr-cr-crying?