Are we really happy here with this lonely game we play.
Looking for words to say.
Searching but not finding understanding any way.
We`re lost in a masquerade.

Chorus:
Both afraid to say we`re just too far away.
From being close together from the start.
We tried to talk it over but the words got in the way.
We`re lost inside this lonely game we play.

Thoughts of leaving disappear every time I see your eyes.
No matter how hard I try. oooh.
To understand the reasons that we carry on this way.
We`re lost in a masquerade.

Chorus: .....

(Second verse: `Thoughts of weeping ......` etc.)
(scat and fade out)