it's only there trying to fool the public
but when it comes down to fooling you;
Now honey, that's quite a different subject
But don't let my glad expression
give you the wrong impression
Really I'm sad
I'm sadder than sad
You're gone and I'm hurting so bad
Like a clown I pretend to be glad
Now there's some sad things known to man
but ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown
when there's no one around
Now if I appear to be carefree
it's only to camouflage my sadness
In order to keep my pride I try
to cover the hurt with a show of gladness
But don't let my show convince you
that I've been happy since you decided to go
Oh, I need you so
I'm hurt and I want you to know
Now there's some sad things known to man
but ain't too much sadder than
the tears of a clown
when there's no one around
Just like Pagliacci did
I try to keep my sadness hid
Smiling in the public eye
But in my lonely room I cry
the tears of a clown
when there's no one around
Now if there's a smile on my face
Don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression.
Don't let this smile I wear
Make you think that I don't care
Really I'm sad
Hurting so bad...
-- William 'Smokey' Robinson --
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