This Masquerade  Am    Leon Russell, Carpenters, George Benson

Are we really happy with this lonely game we play
Looking for the right words to say
Searching but not finding, understanding anyway
We’re lost in a masquerade

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
And no matter how hard I try
To understand the reasons why we carry on this way
And we’re lost in this masquerade