THE TEARDROPS

 
The teardrops explode down her face 
She looks out and sees no human race 
No cars on the street does she see 
No shops filled with the likes of you and me

The teardrops now are a constant stream
Is this reality she thinks or is it a dream ?
No noise can she hear from all around 
No footsteps being trod on hollowed ground

The teardrops now just won't go away 
How she longs for a more happy day