Make-believe world

Chorus
Its a make-believe world, its a fairy tale
a dream, a hope, a wish that never fails
its a myth, a fable, a story at bedtime
a verse, a poem, a moral in a rhyme
we go through life with eyes that don't see
because we don't want to face reality

look at her bureau and all it holds
think about it till you grow cold
the night creams
the lost dreams
all her lotions
and lost emotions
the makeup, war paint, hides her from view
but a foggy mirror can't see the real you
she dyes her hair, colours her eyes
darkens her face to hide the lies
but its herself that hides
until there's not much inside
she puts up a veneer
to cover all her fears
she speaks inconsequential chatter
about things that don't really matter
and she spends her life like a miser would
letting it slip by not doing what she could

repeat chorus

he wears three piece suits and a tie
he lets life pass him by
because men aren't suppose to cry
no one's allowed to see beyond the eye
a fast car, local bars
rising star, has come far
he puts up a protective front
becomes aggressive and blunt
he has flings, an occasional affair
nothing serious, he doesn't want to care
someone close might detect his Achilles' heel
and attack his weaknesses so its pain he feels
his amor, his defences are always in display
so noe one can get close, no one can stay
money is his aid, his get rich schemes
but it'll only fade, like a forgotten dream

(c)2017 Catherine Elder