Richard Marx - The Image Lyrics
Written by: richard marx & fee waybillHope you dont believe a wordOf all the things I know youve heard about meReally just a pack of iesYou see the truth before your eyes around meHard to keep it straightThe real from the ruseProbably way too lateWhat can I do, but itsNot what you thinkNot what you hearNot what you seeIts just the imageIts all on a stringAll fantasyNot really meIts just the imageWould it be too much to askThat you could just gvie me the chance to prove itOr would it only be a waste of timeTo try to make you change your mind and use itWhat Ive been looking forIsnt what I thoughtNot behind the golden doorYoure all Ive got, and itsNot what you thinkNot what you hearNot what you seeIts just the imageIts all on a stringAll fantasyNot really meIts just the imageWhat Ive been looking forIsnt what I thoughtNot behind the golden doorYoure all Ive got, and itsNot what you thinkNot what you hearNot what you seeJust the imageIts all on a stringAll fantasyNot really meIts just the imageNot what you thinkNot what you hearNot what you seeIts just the imageIts all on a stringAll fantasyNot really meIts just the image
