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...