When they see me smiling
Never thought what's behind the smile
They're telling I should grieve
The truth is I am grieving

I am the man who has emotions
I am no heartless or remorseless
I am the man who knows how to mourn
Especially when mourning over somebody

Putting these glasses on when I feel to cry
The tear scream comes from the eyes
It's not shame to show the pain
It is rational and for the good

Someday this heart will be healed
It could never be the same
If it gets healed it will be restored
Like it used to be.....