A sad face hidden by a clouded window,
Searching for the soul inside, waiting to know.
Does anyone notice? Does anyone care?
Does anyone look behind the glass to see whos there?
Does anyone try to find the heart inside?
The hiding heart that is screaming out but no one hears,
So use to all the hatred and tears.
The tearing and wearing of the heart,
Comes close to the end and falls apart.
No more tears,
No more years upon years.
Looking through a cloudy window just hoping to be noticed.
