The window looked out onto a pattern never ending
The flower and trees and little pathway far descending
To a garden far below us
The pavilions in the sunlight
Where the peacocks proudly grace the scene
A vision, a timeless place, another way of living
You moved in so close I really thought that you were giving
I allowed myself a moment
To believe that you could need me
To reflect upon what might have been
The summer sky, I saw reflected in the color of your eyes,
But somehow, I could never peel away the layers of disguise
I’m drowning now I’m slowly sinking in a sea of blue and green. Where what you are is never seen. How can anybody know you?
I still hear the ringing of the church bells in the morning
the peacocks still calling out their sad and bitter warning
beauty’s only an illusion
Here your truth is an intrusion.
a Mirage is all it’s ever been
a Mirage is all it’s ever been
The flower and trees and little pathway far descending
To a garden far below us
The pavilions in the sunlight
Where the peacocks proudly grace the scene
A vision, a timeless place, another way of living
You moved in so close I really thought that you were giving
I allowed myself a moment
To believe that you could need me
To reflect upon what might have been
The summer sky, I saw reflected in the color of your eyes,
But somehow, I could never peel away the layers of disguise
I’m drowning now I’m slowly sinking in a sea of blue and green. Where what you are is never seen. How can anybody know you?
I still hear the ringing of the church bells in the morning
the peacocks still calling out their sad and bitter warning
beauty’s only an illusion
Here your truth is an intrusion.
a Mirage is all it’s ever been
a Mirage is all it’s ever been