- Votes:
- Composers:
- William R. Royce Scaggs
- Marcus Miller
 
- See also:
Boz Scaggs - Illusion lyrics
All he can do
 Is turn the other way
 Although he'd love to love you
 Your eyes deceive
 Your lovers leave
 And you go crawling again
 Into your shadows and then
 Run away
 Why don't you just run off
 And hide once again
 In your damned illusion
 Nights so sweet
 The perfume beats
 Into your veins and then
 It's all insane again
 Feelings burn
 The blues return
 Those lips are calling
 And you go falling and falling and falling
 Run away
 Why don't you just run off
 And hide once again
 In your damned illusion... yeah
 Run away
 Why don't you just run off
 And hide once again
 In your damned illusion
 You can run off baby but you know that
 You just can't hide no more
 From your lowdown ways
 Can't get away from your damned illusions
 Ooh aint it hard babe just to get through the night
 When you can't see the light for your damned illusion
 You can run off babe
 Once again your fooling around
 In your damned illusion... yeah... yeah
Once again you will fall into you damned illusion
10. *Follow That Man
 (Boz Scaggs)
 You take one part Buddha
 And two parts cat
 Run them through your computer
 And that's where he's at
 Some say he's ruthless
 And some say he's a saint
 They tell you he's innocent
 I tell you he aintBoz Scaggs - Illusion - http://motolyrics.com/boz-scaggs/illusion-lyrics.html
 I hear him think
 I follow his flight
 I'd know that footstep
 In the darkest of nights
I follow that man
 He's a creature of stealth
 Don't run with the mob
 Won't stop at nothing
 Till he finishes the job
 I hear him out there laughing
 When he knows I'm closing in
 I feel the desperation
 Of the fool within
 He's like your shadow
 You can stop it dead
 But when you go to take him
 He's a step ahead
I follow that man
 [I follow from a distance
 As he appears
 Between the darkness and the light
 Meeted curtains part
 He takes a drink
 He takes a smoke
 Takes a paper
 He takes me along for the ride
 I snatch his bag
 We go deeper
 Into the quarter
 Through a rain slaked dampness into an alley
 The smell of garbage and perfume
 Brick by brick
 His woman meets me
 But it doesn't matter
 Anyway, whose chasing who
 I'm just holding the bag]
 I hear him out there laughing
 When he knows I'm closing in
 I feel the desperation
 I hear him think
 I follow his flight
 I'd know that footstep
 In the darkest of nights
 I follow that man
 I follow that man
 I watch him smoke
 I watch him drink
 I follow that man
 I follow that man












