MY HOLLYWOOD STORY

you seem a lot like my hollywood story,
she sang for love fame and all the glory,
scared and alone she hid behind curtains,
many craved her-millionares and celluloid sultans,
none she let near as she sang ger millionth tear,
words ne'r hurt her but love t'was all she did fear,
wasted and drained he'd left her alone,
love she'd sworn off her every blood and bone,
never made it far alas welcomed by a sleazy bar,
many a ears listened and left but he'd arrive in his rundown car,
he loved her eyes that died to cry,
he loved her songs he ne'r knew why,
everyday she'd sing on her wilted guitar,
everyday he'd come in his rundown car,
saw him she did but ne'r a word she spared,
whilst everyday his love he shamelessly bared,
time ran away her notes had struck far,
he'd still be there and his rundown car,
oneday he came only to find her gone,
not an adieu for this love she'd never known,
years ran on her perfume no longer lingers,
years ran on her guitar in splinters,
an old man comes in a rundown car,
his eyes searchin for her near and far........