Always living in make-believe
Technicolor Fantasy,
Cinematography,
Naively and romantically
Thinking,
It could be reproduced
In harsh reality,
One day.
Make believe is make believe,
Life is not a camera's dream
Nor do we get the part,
We want to play
From just dreaming, which film
We'd like to be in,
As once upon a time
When Hollywood made films,
The True Romantic Way.
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