What's Real - Mary Hopkin

Take a look around you and, if seeing is believing

Then everything is never what it seems

You’d be better off believing in your dreams

What’s real, who knows, no one can say

Don’t hurry, stop and catch your breath

As you stumble on the stones along the way

And you move a little closer every day

Till at last you’ll find you stand on firmer ground

And from a distance, you will find

It’s all a product of your mind

The world is made of your imagining

And when you’re reaching for the moon

You realize that all too soon

Illusion falls away, your vision crumbles into dust

Follow the meanderings of your imagination

To find the truth of what you have become

You’re the living proof of all that you have done

What’s real, who knows, no one can say

Take a look around you and, if seeing is believing

Then everything is never what it seems

You’d be better off believing in your dreams

What’s real, who knows, no one can say