DEAD FACES
W. Benatti - P. Fernandes
WHEN IT RAINS TOO MUCH I STAY SO SAD
MY HEART STAYS WET, SO VERY BAD
I ASK MYSELF, BUT I GET NO ANSWER
WHY DON’T MY TEARDROPS COME TO MY FACE?
EACH DAY I DO MY BEST TO CRY
SO I SEE THE WORLD THAT I LIVE IN,
BUT I ONLY GET LAUGHTER ON TIME. |
