Rupert Holmes The Mask
Everyone in this place is selling something
Or selling themselves on someone new
And if a week goes by, I guess you and I will discover
What we look like
But, for the moment, what we view
Is the mask
We wear the mask
And the mask conceals us all too well:
We're believing the face we sell
Everyone in this place is buying something
Or taking a no-risk free home trial
But if you buy a line that's not even mine
What's the point in even talking?
So why don't we leave these lines awhile
'Cause here it comes—
It might be love—
But the mask is standing in the way
There are so many things to say . ..
Could be true
Could be me
Could be you
Tear the mask off
Tear the mask off
Tear it all off
Everyone in this world is right for someone
I've always believed those words are true
But if we sell ourselves as somebody else
We could make a misconnection;
You'll end up with one who loves not you
But the mask
We wear the mask
Tear the mask from off your face and find
The you that is in my mind ..
Could be you who I see...
Could be true ..
Tear the mask off
Tear the mask off
Tear it all off
