The Illusion

And if you ever come to doubt
What your life is all about
Itís just an illusion

City lights below me and Iím touching down
another cocktail skyline another party town
As I feel the earth beneath my feet the curtain falls, Iím flying again
It's just the illusion that's making me feel this way

Everybody loves me, everyone's my friend
But Iíve got nothing but the facts of life to spend
And in reckless insincerity the darkness falls, Iím dying again
And it's just the illusion that's making me feel this way

Grip it, I need some kind of healing
Grip it, something I can believe in
Like it's 1983
And in all our breathless rendezvous your crying eyes are lying again
It's just the illusion that's making you feel this way

Grip it, it's no state to be seen in
Grip it, got to say what you're meaning
Grip it, I need some kind of healing
Grip it, something we can believe in
Before they take it all away

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