All the trees have roots in the ground So where, Lord, have I gone? Outside my window is a beautiful world But I can't see two feet beyond I want to pity my little self You can tell me that you love me But it will not help I grab my tissue box off the shelf Tears fill a well I feel like crying, and I don't know why I feel like crying, and I don't know why I do Have I ever seen the light that I've been dreaming of? You might have shown it to me One thousand times But I'll forget it because I'm dumb Am I the spoiled child who wants too much? You say I've got it all, but it's just not enough I don't want to be strong I don't want to be tough I need no reason to give up I feel like crying, and I don't know why I feel like crying, and I don't know why I do But I feel like crying And I'm sorry, world, I've rained on your parade I'll never understand the rain It's a mystery I can't explain Rest my head upon the tall grass And stare at the big blue sky All God's creatures mulling round the earth And who the fuck am I? I feel like crying, and I don't know why I feel like crying, and I don't know why I do But I feel like crying