I am a major weeper,
a silent teardrop sweeper.
When music finds my heart,
the tears begin to start
their way across my cheeks.
My knees are getting weak,
while reading poems moonlit struck
my nerves just start to feel the luck.
They tremble, shiver and they cry
and truly this's the reason, why
I am a major weeper,
a helpless teardrop sweeper.
a silent teardrop sweeper.
When music finds my heart,
the tears begin to start
their way across my cheeks.
My knees are getting weak,
while reading poems moonlit struck
my nerves just start to feel the luck.
They tremble, shiver and they cry
and truly this's the reason, why
I am a major weeper,
a helpless teardrop sweeper.