Why do you do things to make me cry I wondered and thought for some reason why I keep trying You keep on denying Then I found the reason for my tears It all starts with my fears. My fears in a list Go on though the mist Of a waterpark slide That you ride,ride,ride My fears go down the road One,big,heavy load On a truck,on a train I stand here in pain I've always wonderedwhy I shead these tears But now I know,It all starts with my faers.