Blessings In Disguise (Martha Davis) (c)1999 Clean Sheets Music BMI Stepping very gently Anywhere he barely Caught the eye of anyone He was passing by A master of illusion and confusion He concluded He had a place there He should stay there for a while But when it comes to disaster Pains of tears The morning after And that lesson sadly edged upon his smile Falling by the wayside There he pray I find The savage secrets That you keep But the fire burns it down the alley Answers can be found Gathered in a tattered old heap And sadly you go forward Never looking backward Until it all comes crashing down on you Blessings in disguise Monsters here to teach us truth from lies Blessings in disguise Never show their face in broad daylight Why couldn't the blessing Just walk in In it's own skin Does it think We fail to see? Do life's lessons Have to leave such an aweful taste? It seems such a waste Why couldn't they be sweet? Feeling that protection God's against detection You'll build a fortress around your room Every day new bricks are added And every inch of cell is padded No one dares take it apart But if the sky begins to fall And you're trapped within those walls So all you see Is you want to be free Blessings in disguise Monsters here to teach us truth from lies Blessings in disguise Never show their face in broad daylight Why couldn't the blessing Just walk in In it's own skin? Does it think We fail to see? Do life's lessons Have to leave an aweful taste? It seems such a waste Why couldn't they be sweet?