That is the title of a song written by Charlie Hall like 15 years ago. I don't know if you're supposed to get permissions to type out lyrics or simply give credit where credit is due. So, I'm just giving the credit to him for writing what I've so often thought and felt myself. I will paraphrase to how I would have written it:
I'm so busy being busy that there's just no time to sit and listen awhile.
I'm not sure that I'm looking through your eyes or through mine.
And I'm always trying to see something I'd rather see. Why can't I only see what you do?
And put the masks away and step from the shade.
Let the Son of God come shine upon my face.
Apart from you, Lord, there's nothing I can do. There's nothing I can do.
Oh, we sing and we play, but we never think to take our masks away.
We have needs and we all have pain on the inside.
It's deep on the inside in the places where not too many get to see.
But we're all just trying to be someone we'd rather be.
Well, why can't we all just be in You?