What Clowns Are We - Broder Daniel

what clowns are we

what clowns are we

try to pretend do we

what clowns are we

what a game is love

what a game is love

what a game that breaks hearts

we’re made to play

and were do tears go

when they don’t show

where do years go

we waste them so

who counts the tears

who sees your fears

who counts the years

when they disappear

what a fool I must be

what a fool I must be

who thought she loved me

how could I not see

what a show is it all

what a show is it all

trying to hide it all

what a show is it all

and who counts the years

that disappear

who count the tears

who knows your fears

where do years go

we waste them so

where do tears go

when they don’t show

oh they go to work on the heart

needles and nails to make it rot

and untie lovers knot

they go to the heart

to make it rot

how can they know

if you don’t show

who can notice

where your heart is

who will miss us

when we’re all gone

who’ll remember

who we all were