Michelleeeee

Don't let them see you cry Don't let them know your fears Don't let them see you die Don't let them dry your tears Don't let them know your fears What will they say? Don't let them dry your tears You can't keep them away What will they say? Oh, you poor dear You can't keep them away Let me dry your tears Oh, you poor dear Don't let them see you cry Already they know your fear – Don't let them see you die

Round and round the merry-go-round goes, where it stops nobody knows, but with all the horses going to to and fro who can tell the highs and lows? The children are smiling, happy and gay, whirling and twirling throughout the day, look at their faces, that is the way, to forget everything because nothing is okay. They scream in delight as they whizz on by, As the horses spin and turn anad sigh, trying to get up to touch the sky They won't reach heaven, not this nigh' Look at them gallop round and round, Look at the poles binding them to the ground See their painted faces, not making a sound They don't see their tears, they don't