Why Do I Cry Margo Guryan Lyrics

Okay, let's talk tears. Specifically, the kind you inexplicably well up with when listening to Margo Guryan. It's a thing, right? A real, genuine, "Excuse me while I dab my eyes with a tissue made of pure existential dread...but also joy?" thing.

I mean, the world's full of sad songs. But Margo's stuff? It's like sadness dipped in sunshine, sprinkled with a dash of "what if?" and served with a side of profound understanding.

It's the Simple Things, Beautifully Sung

Her melodies are deceptively simple. Like a child's lullaby hiding a secret code about the universe. You think you're just humming along, then BAM! Tears. Out of nowhere.

Take "I Don't Intend to Spend Christmas Without You." A sweet sentiment, sure. But the way she sings it? It's like she's personally felt every single lonely, tinsel-covered holiday ever.

And suddenly, you're not just thinking about *your* lonely Christmases. You're thinking about *everyone's* lonely Christmases. Thanks, Margo! *sniffles*

The Power of Nostalgia (Even if You Weren't There)

A lot of her songs have this 60s vibe, this hazy, sun-drenched California coolness. Even if you weren't actually *in* California in the 60s (raises hand), you feel like you were.

It's like your brain has invented a memory of a time you never lived, a memory soundtracked by Margo Guryan. A memory where everything was simpler, more innocent, and…slightly more melancholic, apparently.

Maybe it's the fashion, maybe it's the slightly off-kilter arrangements. Whatever it is, it hits that nostalgia button hard.

She Gets It, Man. She Really Gets It.

The lyrics are just… honest. Brutally, wonderfully honest. She's not afraid to be vulnerable, to admit to all the messy, complicated feelings we all have.

“Sunday Morning” captures that weird blend of contentment and existential dread that hits you when you have nothing to do. It's almost too relatable. It's almost unfair.

It’s like she's singing directly to your soul, whispering, "Hey, it's okay to feel all of this. I do too." And that, my friends, is a tear-jerker of the highest order.

The Unbearable Lightness of Being…Sad?

Here's the weird thing: the sadness isn't crushing. It's… cathartic? It's like a good cry in musical form. A way to release all the pent-up emotions you didn't even know you were holding onto.

It’s like Margo Guryan songs are tiny emotional sponges, soaking up all your anxieties and leaving you feeling strangely…lighter. And slightly damp around the eyes, of course.

So, the next time you find yourself tearing up to "Think of Rain," don't be ashamed. Embrace it. You're not alone.

It's Okay to Cry. Really.

Maybe we cry because Margo Guryan reminds us of simpler times. Or maybe it’s because she reminds us of the complexities of the human heart. Or maybe it’s just because her songs are ridiculously, unfairly beautiful.

Whatever the reason, those tears are a testament to her artistry. A sign that she's touched something deep inside of you. Something real. Something human.

So crank up the volume, grab a tissue, and let the tears flow. You’ve earned it. And Margo Guryan understands. She always does.