I'm sorry my friend,
I can see in your eyes,
the pain that even we
big men, can not hide,
you had a love
like no other,
but her love
has slipped away.
I see that big tear
in your all so big eye,
but I can not blame you,
for I too cry.
That's how it goes
for guys like we,
we play by the rules
and we just can't see,
how we always get beat out,
buy the ones with no rules,
that leave us standing here
like some over grown fools.
Someone just about to take our life,
when all we dreamt of was love.
Take the bullets,
wear them like a man,
bleed til you are no more.
Yes, I see that
tear in your eye,
though big guys like us
are too big to cry,
but I guess the world should know,
with our big eyes
and our big hearts,
we too have big dreams,
and when we watch them slip away,
who among us could truly say,
it would not make them cry?
