The heart’s a fickle thing
Distracted easily
Prone to wander from the treasure in our hands
From the face of love to the embrace of man
Open my eyes so I can see
Through all the noise to what is real
Past what the world values the most
If it's not you then it's just
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
When pride’s the driving force
Disaster’s right on course
Lay all of your vanity and striving down
Focus on the one in whom fulfilment’s found
Open my eyes so I can see
Through all the noise to what is real
Past what the world values the most
If it's not you then it's just
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
And mirrors
Apart from you
Apart from you
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
And mirrors
