When Times Are Bad

I see noone crying
Tears would be in the way
I could be crying over you everyday
How could I help you
How would we go on
If Id cry like I want to
Id be helplessly gone
Everyone cries
When things get too sad
But count your blessings
When times are bad
I hear noone talking
Sad words would lay us down
I could talk about sorrow
All the time
How could I be there
And make you feel well
If Id grieve like I need to
Id be lost to my shell