Hollywood is not the same
Your voice says a thousand things
And I could tell you more
Like I did before

So go and let them play their games
Hunt with legs but win with wings
And we could take it all
And let them have their fall

Forever alive
That image inside
And it’s all a lie
That icon in your eyes
That icon in your eyes

Oh, those were the good old days
Floating in naivete
Not giving in at all
And not feeling small

God there seems to be a change
There’s no longer games to play
And I’m an empty thought
Just let me turn it off

Forever alive
That image inside
And it’s all a lie
That icon in your eyes
That icon in your eyes