歌词
(Verse 1)
In a little town, on a dusty road,
Lives a man no one really knows.
With a crooked smile and tales so tall,
They say he's living in a dream, that's all.
He talks of travels to distant lands,
Of love so pure, it's hard to understand.
But folks just laugh and shake their heads,
They call him the phony, living in his own bed.
(Chorus)
Oh, the phony nobody, with his head up in the clouds,
They say he's just a storyteller, lost within his shrouds.
But if you took the time to see beyond his worn-out facade,
You'd find a heart so broken, living in a world so flawed.
(Verse 2)
He speaks of riches, of fame and glory,
Of adventures wild, and untold stories.
But no one believes a word he says,
They think he's lost his mind, living in his own maze.
He paints pictures of a life so grand,
Of castles in the air, built upon the sand.
But they scoff and they sneer, as he walks on by,
They think he's just a fool, living in his own lie.
(Chorus)
Oh, the phony nobody, with his head up in the clouds,
They say he's just a storyteller, lost within his shrouds.
But if you took the time to see beyond his worn-out facade,
You'd find a heart so broken, living in a world so flawed.
(Verse 3)
His family gone, his job a memory,
He's left with nothing but his own story.
And as he walks these streets alone,
He carries with him all he's ever known.
(Chorus)
Oh, the phony nobody, with his head up in the clouds,
They say he's just a storyteller, lost within his shrouds.
But if you took the time to see beyond his worn-out facade,
You'd find a heart so broken, living in a world so flawed.
[instrumental solo]
[instrumental solo]
(Chorus)
Oh, the phony nobody, with his head up in the clouds,
They say he's just a storyteller, lost within his shrouds.
But if you took the time to see beyond his worn-out facade,
You'd find a heart so broken, living in a world so flawed.
(Fade Outro)
So here's to the phony nobody, with his tales of the man.
May we learn to truly understand.
For in his lonely world, where dreams and reality collide,
Lies the heart of a survivor, who refuses to die.
[instrumental solo]
(Outro)
So here's to the phony nobody, with his tales of the man.
May we learn to truly understand.
For in his lonely world, where dreams and reality collide,
Lies the heart of a survivor, who refuses to die.
