[Verse 1]
As I looked at love in a bar in Chicago
I pictured your sorrow, a colourless hollow
As you lay in your bed, your arms, they were empty
The faraway feel of the love you were wanting
And I cried your tears

[Verse 2]
I cried your tears for the life that was stolen
By the husband, the lover, the child of your mother
And what now remains? Is it sorrow? Is it pain?
Is love unforgiving, a portrait of grief?
And I cried your tears

[Verse 3]
For the want of a lover, it's far away
The sum of desire, a mark of shame
So she sighed soft and low, and silent she spoke
Forgivе me, oh dreamer, oh givе me my freedom
And I cried your tears
I cried your tears

[Verse 4]
But what does it matter: a painter, a thief?
The sin that was taken wasn't yours to keep
But how can I return to the night that I stole
Into the arms of your lover who gave you your soul?
And I cry your tears