Unforgettable, thats what You are

Wipe the paint off my face
so traces of false happiness You can erase
come close, closer than ever before
so i can once again be free, free to adore
how long can i parade on in this empty tent
with people saying things about my time spent
juggling, balancing, and all other acts
yet going on numb, nevermind, relax
all the smiles you see is but disguised
come, remove the paint, you might be surprised
the sad clown sits alone in the empty tent
crying tears unknown, oh cruel torment
come Oh Lord God, remove the mask of multicolour
i want to be true this very hour
Dead am i, my happiness in descent
for i fall back on Everlasting Arms, now ascent