Richard Marx

Richard Marx - The Image lyrics

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Hope you don't believe a word of all the things I know you've heard about me
Really just a pack of lies, you see the truth before your eyes around me
Hard to keep it straight
The real from the ruse
Probably way too late

What can I do? 
But it's not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
It's just the image
It's all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
It's just the image, yeah

Would it be too much to ask that you could just gvie me the chance to prove it?
Or would it only be a waste of time to try to make you change your mind and use it
What I've been looking for
Isn't what I thought
Not behind the golden door

You're all I've got 
And it's not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
It's just the image
It's all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
It's just the image

And what I've been looking for
Isn't what I thought
Not behind that golden door

You're all I've got, 
And it's not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
It's just the image
It's all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
It's just the image

Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
It's just the image
It's all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
It's just the image, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Copyrights:

Author: Fee Waybill

Composer: Richard Marx

Publisher: Capitol Records Inc.

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

Appearing on: Flesh And Bone (1997)

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