DEAD FACES
(W. BENATTI - P. FERNANDES)

WHEN IT RAINS TO 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.