Side We Seldom Show
Every time I feel this way I pick up my guitar
And sing a song of far away lands, ego and fa탧ade
I often feel like sailing but I always miss the boat
And every time I feel this way I pick up my guitar
Now you know and so do I that nothing's really real
It's all a game, a light charade of hiding all you feel
You needn't know the meaning 'cause the reasons all are lost
And now you know and so do I that nothing's really real
There is a power that we all know
A goodness in us all and a side we seldom show
There is a power that we all know
A goodness in us all and a side we seldom show
Every time I feel this way I pick up my guitar
And sing a song of far away lands, ego and fa탧ade
I often feel like sailing but I always miss the boat
And every time I feel this way I pick up my guitar