Max
When we met she was a child, barely sixteen
Awkward and yet she had an air I'd never seen
I knew I'd found my perfect face
Deep in her eyes, new ways to dream
And we inspired new ways to dream
Talkies came, I stayed with her.
Look up this life, threw away fame.
Please understand, she was my wife.
We had achieved far more than most
We gave the world new ways to dream
Everyone needs new ways to dream
Joe
Are you saying you were married to her?
Max
I was the first husband
So I play this game, keeper of the fame
Sharing with her one last dream
Didn't you think I knew, It never could come true?
She'll be the very last one to surrender
I will not allow her to surrender.