Richard Marx - Image lyrics

Hope you don抰 believe a word Of all the things I know you抳e heard about me Really just a pack of ies 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抯 Not what you think Not what you hear Not what you see It抯 just the image It抯 all on a string All fantasy Not really me It抯 just the image 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抳e been looking for Isn抰 what I thought Not behind the golden door You抮e all I抳e got, and it抯 Not what you think Not what you hear Not what you see It抯 just the image It抯 all on a string All fantasy Not really me It抯 just the image What I抳e been looking for Isn抰 what I thought Not behind the golden door You抮e all I抳e got, and it抯 Not what you think Not what you hear Not what you see Just the image It抯 all on a string All fantasy Not really me It抯 just the image Not what you think Not what you hear Not what you see It抯 just the image It抯 all on a string All fantasy Not really me It抯 just the image