Tonight the pillow is wet br But by tomorrow you will forget br br It’s something I should have known br To know that tears dry on their own br br I tried so hard to please br And all I got is faded memories br br Broken dream all gone to waste br Cherished moments simply erased br br That salty taste reaches my lips br A numb feeling at my fingertips br br I could have died and no one know br Of the sorrow from the tears that flow br br But I should have known br Always, tears dry on their own br br Sometimes the heart completely ignores br Common sense, be it mine, be it yours br br It opens up unknown doors br Taking us down on all fours br br We don’t always get up from the fall br To see the truth, once and for all br br It’s something I should have known br Yesterdays tears will dry on their ownbr br Alfred Ramosbr br