Painting the Clouds With Sunshine

When I pretend I'm gay I never feel that way I'm only painting the clouds with sunshine When I hold back a tear To make a smile appear I'm only painting the clouds with sunshine Painting the blue, beautiful hues, Colored with gold and old rose Playing the clown, Trying to drown all of my woes Though things may not look bright They all turn out alright If I keep painting the clouds with sunshine