歌词
Son, it's never as it seems
The flowing of the silver streams
Where people laugh and smile and say
No day is as beautiful as today
I wear the mask of perfection
Whenever their heads turn my way
Clutched in the embrace of rejection
In a room where I must stay
In hiding
It's where I keep my dreams alive
Residing
It's the only place where I can survive
Even my mother never knew
That the face she saw was never true
In my room there lives no friend
For whom I must pretend
My gleaming mask upon inspection
Is where a hundred diamonds lay
And no one sees the true reflection
Where every stone is grey
In hiding
It's where I keep my dreams alive
Subsiding
To my place in their hive ...
