Tears of a Clown

Tears of a clown don’t affect people at all
Down in the dumps they don’t love him anymore
Just be funny and to be gregarious
That’s what people expect from comedians

We’ve lost all our feelings
For the sufferings of others
When we don’t see the darkness
In the blinking eyes of a clown

The clown is at home nearly everyday alone
No fun at all there’s no laughter after all
Who can understand his inner reality
That’s what people don’t know about comedians

We’ve lost all our feelings
For the sufferings of others
When we don’t see the darkness
In the blinking eyes of a clown

I’ve got to burst into tears
And it cut’s me to the heart
When we don’t see the darkness
When we don’t see the darkness
We’ve lost all our feelings
For the sssssufferings of others
When we don’t see the darkness
Of the real being of a clown

© Lyrics by Dorette Pauptit, 1989 / Artwork by Claire de Vries Robbé