Behind The Mask

Now the mask you’re wearing
Is stoney and staring
Lines and tears, age and fears
Growing old, passions cold
Now the mask you’re wearing
Is stoney and staring
Lines and tears, age and fears
Growing old, passions cold
There is nothing in your eyes
That marks where you cried
All is blank, all is blind
Dead inside, the inner mind
There is nothing in your eyes
That marks where you cried
All is blank, all is blind
Dead inside, the inner mind
Is it me, is it you
Behind this mask, I ask
Is it me, is it you
Who wears another face
Is it me, is it you
Behind this mask, I ask
I ask
I ask