Another Love

I brought you daffodils and a pretty string,
But they won't flower like they did last spring.
And I want to kiss you,
Make you feel alright; I'm just so tired to share my nights.
I want to cry, and I want to love,
But all my tears have been used up.
Another love, another love.
All my tears have been used up.
Another love, another love.
All my tears have been used up.
Another love, another love.
All my.
Tears have been used up.
Another love, another love.
All my tears have been used up.