Each day I wake

a new bright smile on my face

but there is a storm somewhere out to sea.

A good strong hug for a friend

a joyus wave to anyone who turns my way

but it's all just make-up in the end.

The welcomes and goodbyes

I'll play them all with such charm and style

have everyone calling out for more

and not one of you would ever have a clue.

There is a storm somewhere out to sea

and I know exactly how that feels.

There is a storm

somewhere inside me.