I was walking when I saw a baby crying.
He made a funny face when he hit the ground.
I couldn't help laughing at the helpless baby.
He wasn't immune to the effects of gravity.
Why should I cry? There's so much to laugh about.
Pain is just another feeling
and it's one I can't live without.
That was about the time I fell down a flight of stairs.
Helpless too, I had to much to drink.
So I rolled over and picked up my kitty cat.
She wasn't having a good day either.
Why should I cry, when things keep me laughing?
Like the look of kitty lying under me
having a had time breathing.
And sometimes I get insecure about myself.
Well, so what that just makes me human.
And if I find I have no one to hold onto
I'll just laugh all by myself.
Why should I cry, when all thing shall pass soon?
Without pain there is no meaning
and if things no longer hurt you?