(Carolyn Penick)

It's hard for me to smile, I feel like crying
Yet I always manage to grin
Friends won't know the pain that I feel or know
The misery I'm in.

Everyone thinks I'm happy
For I smile and never frown
But looks are deceiving and nobody knows
The hurt behind the face of a clown.

I've got a little pride, my tears I'll hide
Whenever you're around
You'll never know you hurt me so
For I have a face of a clown.

I'll try to conceal the pain I feel
I won't let it get me down
You won't have a pleasure of knowin'
The hurt behind the face of a clown.

The hurt behind the face of a clown...