Master of disguise

I'm a master of disguise
Mystery in your eyes
Travelling the backroads of your country
Well, you think you've got my number
And then again, you wonder
Will you ever get to find the real me

Things are not always
As they first may seem
It's like living in a dream

So you'd like me to reveal
All that I know and feel
At the risk of causing panic and destruction
Well, there's a method to this madness
I don't mean to cause you sadness
My course is strictly governed by instruction

Things are not always
As they first may seem
It's like living in a dream

I'm a master of disguise
Not about to compromise
My position in this scheme of worldly values
Ah, they're calling out my name
I've promised to remain
Ever faithful to the memory of what is true

Things are not always
As they first may seem
It's like living in a dream

Oh, I'm living in a dream
I'm high, I'm high
In the cold, cold night, I'm high