Cry To Me - Solomon Burke

When your baby leaves you all alone And nobody calls you on the phone Ah, don’t you feel like crying? Don’t you feel like crying? Well here I am my honey Oh, come on you cry to me. When you’re all alone in your lonely room And there’s nothing but the smell of her perfume Ah don’t you feel like crying Don’t you feel like crying? Ah don’t you feel like crying? Come on, come on cry to me. Well nothing could be sadder Than a glass of wine, all alone Loneliness, loneliness, it’s such a waste of time Oh-oh yeah