How do you keep dancing,
When everything hurts,
I want to be in shining light,
But there's a shadow hanging over me.
How much strength does it take,
To stand straight and tall,
When you feel like crashing down,
Curling up so small.
Will you be my jazz,
My swing, my rock and roll?
Just please don't be,
My final curtain call.
Such a brave face,
Taking in the days,
Letting it all wash over,
Not letting anything bring her down.
But a face can reveal,
So much after time,
As the hurt breaks through,
She's thrown over the edge.
Suddenly that pretty face,
Was all streaked and stained,
as the tears crashed down,
Because she simply couldn't take it,
Anymore.