Can they see the loneliness, depression or the pain?
Or do they see a happy man with everything to gain?
Do they see the laughter or break through the disguise?
I wish that I could see myself through someone else’s eyes.

Would someone else’s eyes look beyond the wall of fire?
Would someone else’s eyes see the pleading for desire?
Would someone else’s eyes see the loving that I long?
Would someone else’s eyes observe the singer not the song?

Do they feel the heartache, the sadness deep within?
Do they see the joker, not the superficial grin?
Am I someone I would like, or one I would despise?
I wish that I could see myself through someone else’s eyes.

Would someone else’s eyes look beyond the wall of fire?
Would someone else’s eyes see the pleading for desire?
Would someone else’s eyes see the loving that I long?
Would someone else’s eyes observe the singer not the song?

Do they see the sunny side, the happiness the cheer?
Would they scrape the surface of the paper thin veneer?
Am I fooling anyone, do they realise?
I wish that I could see myself through someone else’s eyes.

Would someone else’s eyes look beyond the wall of fire?
Would someone else’s eyes see the pleading for desire?
Would someone else’s eyes see the loving that I long?
Would someone else’s eyes observe the singer not the song?