Faces

She never thinks of me when I'm here
She only dreams of me when I'm gone
My heart rises to my mouth as she passes by me
And I can't make a sound

She gives me a mirror in a picture frame
And says don't be ashamed to blame your blues
On the man you see inside
He's trying desperately to hide

I know she's right
And I can't fight the feelings
That the man inside's not ready for revealing
I've walked beside him on a stage
Watched him trying to make believe
He's read the pages of wisdom

Now everyone has a needle
Which they turn to in times of escape
Injecting their reality with a little fantasy
Makes it all easier to take
Some say that it sets them free
Me I've found that it seldom lets you see
That the path your foot falls upon
Doesn't make a sound

I know I'm right
And I can't fight the feelings
That the hearts of man aren't ready for revealing
I've walked beside them in the rain
Watched their distant and their mortal pain
And it's all the same

I know I'm right
And I can't hide the feelings
That the hearts of man aren't ready for revealing
I"ve walked beside them in the rain
Watched their distant and their mortal pain
And it's all the shame

She never thinks of me when I'm here
She only dreams of me when I'm gone
My heart rises to my mouth as she passes by me
And I can't make a sound