1. We’re really like the onions
With skins beneath our skin.
Each face has ways of masking
The private worlds within.
Our eyes can beam their smiling
While hiding floods of tears.
Behind some peaceful faces
Dwell multitudes of fears.
2. Without some way of sharing
The inner ups and downs
Our broken hearts lie bleeding
Without their inner clowns.
You understand our thinking,
You know, God, how we feel.
Help us accept your loving
With all its power to heal.
Text and Music © William Livingstone Wallace
Harmony by Graham Hollobon
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