People's lie's
And people's truth's
And people's broken dreams
The things they keep
The things they say
Things they make believe

I try to stop to hold my breath
And wonder what I'll find
Behind the door something stirs
But only in my mind

If you listen to your fears
And follow foolish dreams
Believing they are real
When they're not quite what they seem
Then you can write a different story

I come across a different place
A different way of life
Looking for the time I've lost
To put the past behind

Sometimes I try
Sometimes I fail
And sometimes I close my eyes
Different places that I've found
Were only in my mind

If you listen to your fears
And follow foolish dreams
Believing they are real
When they're not quite what they seem

If you listen to your fears
And you follow foolish dreams
Beliving they are real
When they're not quite what they seem

Then you can write a different story...
Then you can write a different story...
Then you can write a different story...
Then you can write a different story...
Then you can write a different story...