DEAD FACES (W. BENATTI - P. FERNANDES) WHEN IT RAINS TO MUCH I STAY SO SAD MY HEART STAYS WET, SO VERY BAD I ASK MYSELF, BUT I GET NO ANSWER WHY DON'T MY TEARDROPS COME TO MY FACE? EACH DAY I DO MY BEST TO CRY SO I SEE THE WORLD THAT I LIVE IN, BUT I ONLY GET LAUGHTER ON TIME.