We're living in the land of make-believe
And trying not to let it show.
Maybe in that land of make-believe
Heartaches can turn into joy.
We're breathing in the smoke of high and low;
We're taking up a lot of room.
Somewhere in the dark and silent night
Our prayer will be heard. Make it soon.
So fly little bird
Up into the clear blue sky
And carry the word
Love's the only reason why, why.
Open up the shutters on your windows;
Unlock all the locks upon your door.
Brush away the cobwebs from your daydreams,
No secrets come between us any more.
Oh say it's true.
Only love will see you through,
You know what love can do to you.
We're living in the land of make-believe
And trying not to let it show.
Maybe in that land of make-believe
Heartaches can turn into joy.
We're breathing in the smoke of high and low;
We're taking up a lot of room.
Somewhere in the dark and lonely night
Our prayer will be heard. Make it soon.
So fly little bird
Up into the clear blue sky
And carry the word
Love's the only reason why, why.
Open up the shutters on your windows;
Unlock all the locks upon your door.
Brush away the cobwebs from your daydream,
No secrets come between us any more.
Oh say it's true.
Only love will see you through,
You know what love can do to you.