I don't know you and you don't know me
You act so free, cuz you think I can't see
Through your disguise, you don't have to hide your eyes
Because I'm wise and I can hear through you
You know that I can hear through you

You fix your hair, worry about the clothes that you wear
View perfect smile, designed to show the world you've got style
But I'm not impressed with your dilettante finesse
And you'll never guess that I can hear through you
You know that I can hear through you

Maybe you see things a different way
But for me it's not the way you look
But what you have to say
So, if we should meet
In a bar or on the street
In a café, perhaps upon a flight to Bombay
Don't stare at my eyes
There's nothing there to surmise
You know that I'm wise
Because I can hear through you
You know that I can hear through you

I know you see things a different way
But for me it's not the way you look
But what you have to say
So, if we should meet
In a bar or on the street
In a café or maybe on a trip to Marseille
Don't stare at my eyes
There's nothing there to surmise
You know that I'm wise
Cuz I can hear through you
You know that I can hear through you