It seems to me that people want to relive every moment
Without any reasons, with no reasons at all
You wonder why with every movement
You want to scream, you want to run, but you can only crawl
Illusions are making a fool of us
Illusions can’t sweep them off
It’s a matter of the Illusion
It’s a matter of an Illusion
Little birds are singing hymns; the children play, unconcerned
They are sweet and innocent, while I over think my crimes
I am alone till I meet you
Oh man, how can I still be blue?
Illusions are making a fool of us
Illusions can’t sweep them off
It’s a matter of the Illusion
It’s a matter of an Illusion
It are the small steps whom really counts
One small step forward could be a huge amount
I love to walk and to talk to myself
In lovely weather, I’m only feeling better
Illusions are making a fool of us
Illusions can’t sweep them off
It’s a matter of the Illusion
It’s a matter of an Illusion
Look at them cool guys
I’m not like them, but I know some
Feel like their in paradise
But now a turning tide has come
People are watching people passing by
Everybody loves to do that stuff, it gives something to discuss, something to laugh, you should give it a try
Some places remind me of things that are not
Yeah, I know I should be happy with what I got
Illusions are making a fool of us
Illusions can’t sweep them off
It’s a matter of the Illusion
It’s a matter of an Illusion
I got trouble with breaking habits
I’m sure the things you heared perfectly fits
When a strong man hits, the small one sits and stare
And guessing is this fair? Where are the ones who care?
Well just over there, and yes, always be aware for the scare