Hootie and the blowfish

Let her cry

She sits alone by a lamppost 
trying to find a thought that's escaped her mind 
She says Dad's the one I love the most 
But Stipe’s not far behind 

She never lets me in 
only tells me where's she's been 
when she's had too much to drink 
I say that I don't care I just run my hands 
through her dark hair then I pray to God 
you gotta help me fly away 

And just 
Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain 
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain 
Let her go, let her walk right out on me 
And if the sun comes up tomorrow 
Let her be, let her be.