Tapping on my window pane Shadows on the wall Voices I hear echoing Footsteps in the hall And you appear before my eyes And I refuse to realize
That it’s an optical illusion ‘Cause you’re not here with me But it’s a logical conclusion That I see what I want to see Oh, it’s an optical illusion That a broken heart can’t bear But in the midst of my confusion In the depth of my despair I see (I see) you sta- (you sta-) -nding there
Ashes from your cigarette Smoke that fills the room Shoes beneath my bed at night The scent of your perfume Images of your sweet face Disappear without a trace
Oh, it’s an optical illusion ‘Cause you’re not here with me But it’s a logical conclusion That I see what I want to see Oh, it’s an optical illusion That a broken heart can’t bear But in the midst of my confusion In the depth of my despair Oh, I see (I see) you sta- (you sta-) -nding there
Oh, baby, it’s an optical illusion ‘Cause you’re not here with me But it’s a logical conclusion That I see what I want to see Oh, it’s an optical illusion, baby That a broken heart can’t bear But in the midst of my confusion…