Is there anyone that fails, is there anyone that falls, am i the only one in church today feelin so small, cuz when i take a look around, everbody seems so strong to know they'll soon discover that i don't belong, so i tuck it all away like everything's ok if i make 'em all believe it, maybe i'll believe it too, so with the pain to grin, i play the part again so everyone will see me, the way that i see them. (chorus)
(chorus)
Are we happy plastic people, are we shining plastic steeple, the walls around our weekness, smiles to hind our pain, but if the invitation's open, to every heart that has been broken, maybe then we close the curtin, on our stained glass masqurede.
Is there anyone whose been there, are there any hands to raise, am i the only one whose traded, in the alter for a stage, to preform and sing, we know every line by heart,only when no one is watching,and we really fall apart, oh Holy set me free, if i dare to let you see, the truth behind the person, that you imagine me to be, would your arms be open, or would you walk away, would the life of Jesus be enough to make you stay? (chorus)(chorus)
but if the invitation's open, to every heart that has been broken maybe then we close the curtin on our stained glass masqurede. is there any one that fails, is there anyone that falls, am i the only one in church today, feelin so small.
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