Garbo

I’d love to waltz
With a man
In a dark linen suit
All alone
At a party
With someone I knew
From a time gone by
Turned to stone

I can be Garbo
Or even Marlene
I can be Marilyn
Or I can be alone…

I play the part
But then all of us do
And we do it so well
As I do it to you
In this town full of strangers
In this town full of fools
Venus doesn’t glitter when she stands next to you
When you’re waltzing through stardom
You miss what you…lose…

Oh…
Lose yourself in a silvery dress
For you think you must do
What you feel you do best
And you mustn’t give up
For you’re still but a guest

You could be Garbo
Or even Marlene
You could be Marilyn….
Or you could…
Forget…
You…could forget…
You…could forget…
You…
Could…
Forget…