| she wears the mask that hides the scars from a shattered dreamboat existence | |
| I'm held in suspended animation | |
| waiting for her finger to release the pause on the video screen | |
| I'm bleached clean now | |
| I've had enough the dreams of love | |
| the dancing moonlight on the water | |
| got a passion drive to keep alive | |
| but I still want my circles with corners | |
| stand up stand up she always wears the mask that hides her face | |
| stand up stand up she always wears the mask of elegance and grace | |
| she wears the mask that hides the scars from a shattered dreamboat existence I'm held in suspense and fascination | |
| I'm writing all the words and the scenes | |
| another curtain call and King Lear tragedies | |
| you said it was all perfume and wax crayon | |
| the dreams of love | |
| the dancing moonlight on the water | |
| got a passion drive to keep alive | |
| but I still want my circles with corners | |
| stand up stand up she always wears the mask that hides her face | |
| stand up stand up she always wears the mask of elegance and grace | |
| she always wears the mask that hides the scars from me |