Optical Illusion - Al Stewart

In my darkest hour just before the dawn

There’s no sound from the empty street

But sleep won’t seem to come to me All your words in my head

Linger on and on They’ve come to steal my time away

Till the night is gone

I must be losing my shine

Like an old dusty Burgundy wine

In a cellar cool and damp

Dull beneath a yellow lamp

No one turning the key

To come and get me today

The more I think about you now

The more I’m feeling that way

I see you there, everywhere

Optical illusions

Telephone, let it ring

I don’t want intrusions in my life

I know tomorrow I’ll find

There’s nothing here at all

Just some trick your mind will play

With shadows on the wall

I see you here, feel you near

Optical illusions

Nothing real that I feel

Just some confusion of my time

In my darkest hour, when all the blinds were drawn

You’re just some mirage I saw

Just before the dawn