Richard Marx – The Image lyrics

Hope you donæ?° believe a word
Of all the things I know youæ?³e 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 itæ?¯
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Itæ?¯ just the image
Itæ?¯ all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me

Itæ?¯ 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 Iæ?³e been looking for
Isnæ?° what I thought
Not behind the golden door
Youæ?®e all Iæ?³e got, and itæ?¯
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see

Itæ?¯ just the image
Itæ?¯ all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Itæ?¯ just the image
What Iæ?³e been looking for
Isnæ?° what I thought
Not behind the golden door
Youæ?®e all Iæ?³e got, and itæ?¯
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Just the image

Itæ?¯ all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Itæ?¯ just the image
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Itæ?¯ just the image
Itæ?¯ all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Itæ?¯ just the image