Tears of a clown
All alone in a crowded roomHe tries to force a smileThe smile it beamed or so it seemedBut never reached the eyes, disguiseMasquerading as the funny man do they despise
The false smile, maketh of the manGlass empty or half fullTry to make some sense or sorrows drownAll looks well on the outsideUnderneath, the solemn truthThere’s something that inside has died
Tomorrow comes, tomorrow goesBut the cloud remains the sameWonder why he’s feeling downTears of a clownMaybe it’s all just for the bestLay his weary head to restWas forever feeling drownedTears of a clown
Who motivates the motivator?Facade it has to goHe knows, it sooner or laterSmile for cameras, all okayBut tomorrow is another day, he must get through
He had a longer way to runOr so the story goesLife full of fun, where did it go?We saw the sadness in his eyesIt came as no surpriseAnd now, of course, we’ll never know
Tomorrow comes, tomorrow goesBut the cloud remains the sameWonder why he’s feeling downTears of a clownMaybe it’s all just for the bestLay his weary head to restWas forever feeling drownedTears of a clown
Tomorrow comes tomorrow goesBut the cloud remains the sameWonder why he’s feeling downTears of a clownMaybe it’s all just for the bestLay his weary head to restWas forever feeling downTears of a clown, tears of a clownTears of a clown, tears of a clown