There is someone I know who is so very special to me
With a heart and a soul full of gold
He can open my eyes when they close in confusion
And tell me a story that's never been told.....



In the mornings he rises, he puts on his face paint
Dresses himself in his colourful clothes
He steps out the door at the start of a new day
The sunshine will follow wherever he goes.....

Always the clown he will not let you down
He will brighten your darkest of days with a smile
As he passes you by you can only but wonder
What life would be like were it not that he's
Always the clown 

The people who meet him delight when they see him
No longer they feel so pulled down by the blues
He looks in their eyes with a loving sincerity
He is giving them something they cannot refuse

In the evening he watches the sunshine declining
As nightime delivers a beautiful moon
He walks through his door and it closes behind him
Let us hope with his magic he'll come again soon