TEARS OF A CLOWN The silent whispers of the heart That’s how he loves not with word of mouth He will never confess his love for her He likes it that way, always will be around Until someone else pours his heart out to her And off they go to the city of love He will hurt a little but soon his fine His used to this script He stands and waits under the rain For someone whom he’ll share his love But he doesn’t expect too much For he knows how this story ends He says I love you to him self Because his all he has Until his heart grows a voice And ends the careless whispers I look at his reflection on the mirror I can’t help but cry Why is it so hard for you to love? He says the greatest thing you can learn I not how to love but how to be loved That’s why in his face there are permanent tears Just like the tears of a clown By kevin raphael
Posted on: Mon, 05 Aug 2013 14:12:23 +0000
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