Did you
Sleep without dreams?
Did you
Fly without wings?
Did you
Touch without feel?
Where nothing is real
Did you
Feel it coming?
Did you hear it?
Or was it the roar of the crowd?
My smile is my make up
I wear since my break up with you..
So take a good look at my face
You'll see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer, it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears