True Love

I know a young lady who cries when she's sad

She cries when she's happy, and I bet when she's mad

She cried at her wedding, and honeymoon

I think that she felt that she married too soon

The tears they do flow at all kinds of stuff

But rarely they fall when things do get rough

Her father was stern, and mommy was too

So why she cries I will leave up to you

Will we change her I really can't say

But I sure do love her for being that way