Optical Illusion The Grass Roots

Tapping on my window pane
Shadows on the wall
Voices I hear echoing
Footsteps in the hall
And you appear before my eyes
And I refuse to realize

That it's an optical illusion
'Cause you're not here with me
But it's a logical conclusion
That I see what I want to see
Oh, it's an optical illusion
That a broken heart can't bear
But in the midst of my confusion
In the depth of my despair
I see (I see) you sta- (you sta-) -nding there

Ashes from your cigarette
Smoke that fills the room
Shoes beneath my bed at night
The scent of your perfume
Images of your sweet face
Disappear without a trace

Oh, it's an optical illusion
'Cause you're not here with me
But it's a logical conclusion
That I see what I want to see
Oh, it's an optical illusion
That a broken heart can't bear
But in the midst of my confusion
In the depth of my despair
Oh, I see (I see) you sta- (you sta-) -nding there