In a world of painted smiles,
She dances through the night,
With a heart wrapped in shadows,
Fading out of sight.
Her laughter hides the sorrow,
That echoes in her soul,
A jester lost in silence,
Searching for a home.
Oh, the tears of the clown girl,
Falling like the rain,
Behind the mask she wears,
Is a heart filled with pain.
In the spotlight's glow,
She plays her lonely part,
But the colors of her laughter
Can't heal her broken heart.
Underneath the bright balloons,
She hides her weary eyes,
Wishing for a moment,
To break free from the lies.
With each joke and every smile,
She tries to find her way,
But the weight of all her burdens
Is too much to display.
Oh, the tears of the clown girl,
Falling like the rain,
Behind the mask she wears,
Is a heart filled with pain.
In the spotlight's glow,
She plays her lonely part,
But the colors of her laughter
Can't heal her broken heart.
One day she'll find the strength,
To take off her disguise,
And let the world see clearly,
The truth behind her eyes.
For every tear she's shed,
There's a story to be told,
Of a brave little clown girl,
With a heart of pure gold.
Oh, the tears of the clown girl,
Falling like the rain,
Behind the mask she wears,
Is a heart filled with pain.
In the spotlight's glow,
She plays her lonely part,
But the colors of her laughter
Can't heal her broken heart.
So here's to the clown girl,
With her dreams tucked away,
May she find her true freedom,
And dance in the light of day.