When his parents got divorced he was nine
When his father he died he'd just turned eleven
Between a rock and a hard place there's nothing for you
So he ran away looking for heaven

And at his granny's funeral in May
He was standing by the grave
And while the priest was silent and his mother wept
He was the one who was being brave

Chorus:
The boy who doesn't cry
Is staring into the streets
With unblinking eyes
He is counting the weeks
The boy who doesn't cry
With his face made of stone
He wished, he could shed a tear
'cause he's so alone

But then there was you standing by his side
You just sort of came along
But it all was so good that he could not believe
When things started to go wrong

You were shouting on the top of your voice
And the neighbors were just walking by
You just left him with shards of dark glass on the wall
And now there's a tear in his eye

Chorus

(16.09.2005)