There are songs that sound like movies
   There are themes that fill the screen
   There are lines I say that sound as if they’re written
   There are looks I wear the theater should have seen
   But though I’ve made my life a movie
   The matinee must end by five
   And I must stagger out into the blinding sunlight half alive
   Wishing I were back inside the picture show
   There where it’s always night
   Notice how the screen is wide
   The second role I’ve said around too tight
   Will I stay? Yes, I might
  
   Oh widescreen wider on my eyes
   Lie my mind with lies
   Find the world like nothing that I’ve seen
   Oh widescreen dreams are just my sighs
   As we walk from out the movie
   Are we acting out a scene
   Does the orchestra play chords
   When we start loving?
   Do we move just like slow motion
   On the screen?
   Life’s a constant disappointment
   When you live on celluloid
   But my movie expectations are a dream I can’t avoid
   Waiting for a man to say the things
   That I heard in the film last night
   But he doesn’t want to play the role
   And he can’t pick his cues up right
   Will I dream? Yes, I might!
   Oh widescreen winding round my eyes
   Blinding me with lies
   Finding I’ve been fooled by what I’ve seen
   No, widescreen dreams are more than you
   How can lies be true?
   All we have is life and mind
   And love we find with a friend
   Oh let the movie end...