Here I sit in my room
so very lonely and so very sad
Hoping someone will come along
and eventually make me glad
I always put a smile on my face
just to hide a tear of a clown
Because as soon as I start frowning
these tears start to coming down
I hold my head up high
to show that I am strong
But soon my head falls right back down
and I’m still all alone
If only someone would shed a tear with me
and make me happy once again
Yes, I know I'll have no time for tears
for then I’ll have a friend
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