Hear the wind blow back those sycamore trees There's a screen test haunting my memories I've been driving down the boulevard, not much change It's the same old town, just rearranged But by the time our feature ended, fear still stood Like an old time movie, like a film from Hollywood Oh, my screen goes up, and my lights go down My picture starts but there is no sound The only thing I hear is a guitar play From a lonesome place so far away And I'd let you do the rewrite now, if I only could Like an old time movie, like a film from Hollywood Now when that scene starts to fade out fast The one where I exit, stage right And then we cut to the boxing match
Inside the colosseum, with that crowd so ugly And by the time we see dreams disappear The audience has learned to cheer But then fashion changed that underground It's the same old circus with brand new clowns And I'm lookin' out this window now on the corner where we stood Like an old time movie, like a film from Hollywood Now I never knew how your curtain came down Or what was backstage in your mind We never played that lost reel we found The lights went up, and we'd run out of time Out of time And it's only when the curtain's down that the ending's understood Like an old time movie, like a film from HollywoodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
