Crying Out - Benny Page, Serial Killaz

She was kicking down the fence

Trying to hide the evidence

That would give her game away

But everything was as clear as day

I knew she had no more to give

She hated everything she did

And I could feel her restless mind

Calling out for love at crying time, crying time

All those days that seemed like years

The silence roaring in our ears

Then at night a ticking sound

The timebomb of the life we’d found

I watched her leave, my heart in flames

Fanned by all her other lovers names

And I could feel my restless mind

Calling out for love at crying time, crying time

Whisky, wine and cheap perfume

All those crowded bars and hotel rooms

Exotic rhythms to embrace

But everywhere is a lonely place

And so down and down and down I go

But where I’m going, well I sure don’t know

And I can feel my restless mind

Calling out for love at crying time, crying time

You’ll be calling out for love at crying time, crying time

Whisky, wine and cheap perfume

All those crowded bars and hotel rooms

Exotic rhythms to embrace

But everywhere is the same old place

And so down and down and down I go

But where I’m going, well I sure don’t know

And I can feel my restless mind

Calling out for love at crying time, crying time

We’ll I said, down and down and down I go

But where I’m going, well I sure don’t know

But I can feel my restless mind

Calling out for love at crying time, crying time

Down I go

Hear me calling out for love at crying time, crying time

Down I go

And I keep calling out for love at crying time, crying time