Until one day I saw how miserable things really are
All fantastic images they only are apparent
Propagated just by hope
And desire to share it
Beauty was the allure that brought me close to you
Loneliness was the bond that made me stick like glue
All fantastic images they only are apparent
Promoted by desperate hope
That things are somewhere better
I dont have a thing against fantasy
But to chase it down just doesnt make sense to me
If your only hope is simply peace and love
You end up discarding most of what youre made of
What youre made of...
All fantastic images they only are apparent
Promoted by desperate hope
That things are somewhere better