Lyrics
An actress can wander to anywhere
Escorted by all the king's men
Surrounded by pomp and circumstance
Through the wonder of a colorful pen
Speaking the lines that are written
Walking the halls of design
Laughing out loud at the stroke of a brush
Then crying in her glass of wine
She sits in her chair of dilusions
Crumpled up script on the floor
Lost in her world of illusions
Unaware of what's outside her door
Dressed for a moment to happen
A scene from her favorite book
Forgetting who once graced the mirror
Afraid to inhabit a look
An actress can wander to anywhere
Escorted by all of her dreams
But under the guise of the make-pretend
Lives a woman who's not what she seems
© 2015 Eddy Mann
Hissongs ~ ASCAP
