We're living in a land of make believe
|
And trying no to let it show
|
Maybe in that land of make believe
|
Heartaches can turn into joy
|
|
We're breathing in the smoke of high and low
|
We're taking up a lot of room
|
Somewhere in the dark and silent night
|
Our prayer will be heard
|
Make it soon
|
|
So fly little bird
|
Up into the clear blue sky
|
And carry the word
|
Love's the only reason why
|
|
Open all the shutters on your windows
|
Unlock all the locks upon your doors
|
Brush away the cobwebs from your day-dreams
|
No secrets come between us anymore
|
Oh, say it's true
|
Only love can see you through
|
You know our love can't hurt you
|
|
We're living in a land of make believe
|
And trying no to let it show...
|
Maybe in that land of make believe
|
Heartaches can turn into joy
|
|
We're breathing in the smoke of high and low
|
We're taking up a lot of room
|
Somewhere in the dark and lonely night
|
Our prayer will be heard
|
Make it soon
|
|
So fly little bird
|
Up into the clear blue sky
|
And carry the word
|
Love's the only reason why...
|
|
Open all the shutters on your windows
|
Unlock all the locks upon your doors
|
Brush away the cobwebs from your day-dreams
|
No secrets come between us anymore
|
Oh, say it's true
|
Only love can see you through
|
You know our love can't hurt you
|
|
-----------------
|
The Land Of Make-Believe
|
| Moody Blues |
