This is a clown's tale Falling over Again and again He paints his face With colours from the sun But he is living in the rain This is a clown's tale Jumping up Spinning round and around He kicks his heels To the laughter of the crowd But from inside there is no sound
Why do we all fail to see The darkness in another's heart Why do we all turn our backs On open wounds And failed attractions Painted on the canvas there Written in the books we share
This is a fool's tale Rolling over Again and again Telling jokes To cool the anger of a king But he can never be the same
This is a fool's tale Tripping up Spinning round and around Try to walk Beyond words of the wise Then reach a place too high Show them you can fly And dream until you hit the ground....
Don't offer sympathy When you've just walked away Don't play apologies And sentimental games I stood before the world And gave you my heart And it may never beat again!
Don't give me hollow tears Or empty cries of shame Don't try to turn away By throwing me the blame I stood before the world And gave you my soul And now I'm living in the rain!
This is a clown's tale Falling over Again and again He paints his face With colours from the sun But he is lying in.... He is dying in.... He is crying in the rainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
