Real Men Cry. - The Elms

Real men cry to their mothers, and laugh with the others

When all of the jokes are on them

They’re rough and they’re tumble, but inside, they’re humble

When nobody’s looking, they even get sad

And they’d talk all night

They’d even break down when you think they might

And when you get past our egos

There’s a heart that wants to be just like…

Jesus.

The man of all men

The only One who makes hearts whole again

And He could’ve backed down with those people around

But He proved for the last time that real men die

Well, you can black out your windows, or go where the wind blows

But you’ll answer to something someday

Bob said it best when his slow train went west

But dignity just doesn’t pay

We could talk all night

You can even break down if you think you might

But when we can’t impress comes the real test…

Are we just like…

When you can’t impress, there’s your real test…

Are you just like… Jesus?