The Heart Of A Clown

The Heart Of A Clown



If I had the heart of a clown
I'd laugh every time you made me blue
If I had the heart of a clown
You wouldn't make me cry the way you do
I'd paint a smile upon my face each time you made me blue
My arms would long for your embrace
But you would never know
I'd smile as my dream world tumbled down
If I had the heart of a clown

I'd have a smile upon my face each time you made me blue
My arms would long for your embrace
But you would never know
I'd smile as my dream world tumbled down
If I had the heart of a clown
If I had the heart of a clown



Loran Marshall’s version of the Standard
March 10, 2010