It’s hard enough to find the time to sleep
It’s easier to find the time to dream
Another night spent too far from the stars
Things Aren’t Always What They Seem
It’s hard enough to find my place at home
It’s easier out here on my own
A father’s love is no such thing I know
Things Aren’t Always What They Seem

Oh Things Aren’t Always What They Seem
Things Aren’t Always What They Seem
To be and I just hope
Your memory’s proud of me
I might cry myself to sleep
And imagine that you’re here with me

It’s hard enough to find someone to trust
It’s easier to live life scared to love
A mother’s touch is going way too soon
Things Aren’t Always What They Seem

No Things Aren’t Always What They Seem
Things Aren’t Always What They Seem
To be and I just hope
Your memory’s proud of me
I might cry myself to sleep
And imagine that you’re here with me

You’re not really that much different from me
Oh I’ve got everything it seems but what I need
Oh won’t you tell me
What you see when you look at me
When you look at me

No Things Aren’t Always What They Seem
Things Aren’t Always What They Seem
To be and I just hope
Your memory’s proud of me
I might cry myself to sleep
And imagine that you’re here with me