Smoke And Mirrors

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