by walter egan
faces trading places as they float before my eyes,
smiling faces frowning faces all go p*ssing by,
can you see the look in their eyes,
can you see behind their disguise,
the faces people make show it clear,
the loneliness, the hunger and fear,
the hearts about to break, the faces people make.
the faces people make can make their deepest s*xrets known,
their faces are like a tv screen, the soul’s the picture shown,
if you see the look in their eyes,
you can see behind their disguise.
the faces they make when they’re shy, reveals the desire in their eye,
faces they make when they’re blue,
betrays the smile of loneliness they’re wearin’ to get through