词 Lyrics：熠林文化\晚风信箱
曲 Composed：熠林文化\陈未央
【未经著作权人许可不得翻唱翻录或使用】
I lift my glass, my laughter fills the air
I walk the room without a single care
But I'm scared that somebody will read my face
And they'll see the panic in its hiding place
I step inside and give a nod and easy grin
I make the rounds, I shake a hand, I blend right in
I take a sip of water and I lean on a chair
They think I don't have a care
But once I'm in the quiet, my practiced calm gives way
I whisper to the sink,"Who wrote that silly play?"
I play the conversation over in my head
And the easy words I used now taste like dread
I lift my glass, my laughter fills the air
I walk the room without a single care
But my pulse is a drum and my hands are cold
And the story I'm telling is starting to fold
I lift my glass, my laughter fills the air
I walk the room without a single care
But I'm scared that somebody will read my face
And they'll see the panic in its hiding place
But once I'm in the quiet, my practiced calm gives way
I whisper to the sink,"Who wrote that silly play?"
I play the conversation over in my head
And the easy words I used now taste like dread
I lift my glass, my laughter fills the air
I walk the room without a single care
But my pulse is a drum and my hands are cold
And the story I'm telling is starting to fold
I lift my glass, my laughter fills the air
I walk the room without a single care
But I'm scared that somebody will read my face
And they'll see the panic in its hiding place
