I’m running low on fuel,
a million miles from home.
I don’t know why I even left,
left you alone, left you back home,
but certainly, time will show,
my yearning will grow and force me to turn.
Return to you; “who you met in this movie,
the movie that was your first hit, you must admit;
must admit there was two of us;
one who left and one who got left,
but that very same painful moment,
both of us felt no regrets.”
chorus:
You had your part, I played my parts,
we both were stars in that movie.
I was acting, you overacted,
both of us in the same movie.
You left me out of the blue,
for years I heard nothing, no word from you!
Now you return and ask did I learn
from chasing you away,
Have ever you thought of, something went wrong,
since one of us had guts enough to say “Now I’m gone”?
Did you ever spent some attention to the fact,
that I packed my things, cos of the lack of respect?
And did you ever get, the warnings that I spread,
or some kind of regret after making me feel bad and
did you ever see, your temper made me flee,
you, my dear, my dream!
Darling, I fell for Hollywood,
I wrote a story board
and sold us both to the one offering most,
offering glitter, glamour, gold. |
All Of Us:
