Smiling Inside—Lyrics

Smiling Inside

Words and Music by Christopher Kent

A song could never say the words that I feel inside
They’re really only melted candles and syncopated pride
Just some pretty colored empty shells on the beach at low tide
A couple friendly rhymes with nothing much to hide
And I don’t know why
But that never seems to stop the smiling inside

I’ll sit and maybe play guitar for an hour or two
Just waiting for some words to come that might say something new
But all I ever see is sky, and it slowly turns deep shades of blue
As the sun goes down and leaves me sitting in my room
And I don’t know why
But that never seems to stop the smiling inside

It’s easy to sing about wind smells and sand
And the touch of your hand on a smoky day
But a song to believe in for more than a moment
In all the aloneness
Is harder to play

So I’ll write another song with another white lie
And maybe you can understand the reason that I try
When I know it’s just a painted picture, bound to slip by in time
Just another soon-forgotten lullabye
And I don’t know why
But that never seems to stop the smiling inside
No, I don’t know why
But that never seems to stop the smiling inside

Copyright 1972 by Christopher Kent. All rights reserved.