ᴄʜʀɪꜱ ᴅᴇ ʙᴜʀɢʜ - ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪ ᴄʀɪᴇᴅ

The last time I cried, I was sitting home, And it was deep in the night, Staring at the shadows and the flickering lights, Giving all that I had, to take them away, Giving all that I had, to make them pay; . The last time I cried, I could see the people, Long ago in the rain, Waiting as the soldiers put them all on a train, And the hands on the bars, the eyes full of tears, And the word is the same, for a thousand years, . Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me, Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me; . The last time I cried, I could not believe it, When I held on a face, Staring at a soldier with his gun in the rain, It was the face of a child, my child here asleep, And the soldier who smiled, the man was me, . Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me, Eli Eli Lama, oh why, have you forsaken me? . Eli Eli Lama, oh Lord, you have forsaken me, . The last time I cried, the last time I cried, The last time I cried, the last time I cried, . The last time I cried, the last time I cried, The last time I cried, the last time I cried, The last time.