When I look at you I see you.
When I touch you I feel you.
When I smell you I smell your cologne
But my heart keeps telling me you’re not the real you.
What I see is just your image pretending to be you.
Where are ’em now?
They made you hide it and lie.
You did so and it hurts you after,
Lies kill happiness, truth spreads it all over your ways.
You always walked on their ways,
What about yours?
The tongue may cheat but the face will always act.
The face will always tell the truth from inner you, your heart will never lie.
They can control your mind and never your heart.
Where is the real you?
Where is your love?