My God Knows How to Cry

This is your chance, these are your hands

So why don't you use what you got to expand?

When you're broken, alone, lovesick, and prone

To guessin' why the sky stays dark for so long

And I went to my toolshed, and all that I saw

Left were paws their claws, so I surely wept

And I emptied my cups on myself, rise up

'Cause the wise know pain, and my God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry

My God knows how to cry

Well, I hope in the boy, and I shut my eyes

I went to the sources and near many disguised

But I'm sick and diseased, will someone help me please?

See through the ice on these bare knees

'Cause I went to my toolshed, and all that I saw

Left were paws their claws, so I surely wept

And I emptied my cups on myself, rise up

'Cause the wise know pain, and my God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry

And so I went to my toolshed, and all that I saw

Left were paws their claws, so I surely wept

And I emptied my cups on myself, rise up

'Cause the wise know pain, and my God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry

My God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry

Yeah, my God knows how to cry