Can it happen that a person can seem contented
With a smile invented to hide when a heart is blue?
Was that you?
Did I create him? Did I lose him my reflection?
The sweet projection I was clinging to
Was that true?

Was I embracing you, or did I embrace desire?
Love was meant to lift the heart higher

Can a memory make a kiss out of an illusion?
Is love confusion that we must all go through?
Is that true? Was that you?

You, ooh

Can a memory make a kiss out of an illusion?
Is love confusion that we must all go through?
Is that true? Was that you?