thedza

feel blue, miles above you the silver screen
reach out and touch you and the dark of the
back row this is a place where young lovers go
when they want to be alone perfection has never crossed my lips but is there anyway to describe it
when two moviestars kiss.
there is magic in the air
there is magic in the air

north of the city, on the quiet, quiet road, i find myself dreamingofdays long ago and thier lonely, lonely theatre where tragic movies play,
he didn't find out he loved her till she finally gone away

but they know nothing lasts forever
we should be grateful for the time we have together.
is that enough to keep me from crying
is that enough to keep me from lying