Lyrics The Sweetest Illusion - BASIA

Bread and butter tastes more like it could be cordon bleu
Mona lisa's smiling like a cheshire cat
Even johnny rocker sounds today like nat king cole
Every yellow taxi's like a cadillac
And the cup that once appeared half empty
Has become a cup that is half full
Where there was a space there is now plenty
You're a lucky sign ascending-- no one does for me what you do
Love is the sweetest illusion
Every innuendo seems to be in semaphore
Monday mornings turn into a mardi gras
And a glass of soda taste more like dom perignon
Every dead end street's an ocean boulevard
The more i look the more i see
And i don't mind if my senses are deceiving me
The more i touch the more i feel
Who cares what is imaginary and what is real
If black is white and red is green
I don't care which way around it is supposed to be
I close my eyes but i can see...
The more i look the more i see form
Where i stand my world is looking good to me
The more i touch the more i feel
Don't want to know that is true what's make believe...