I saw a beautiful movie once
It played in the eyes of a friend
The kind that leaves you breathless
The kind that leaves you wanting more when it ends.
I saw the hopes and dreams of a teenage boy
I saw the glistening petals of a budding rose
There was song, there was dance, there was laughter
There was no care for what would come after
Years would pass and still the movie would play
Sweet memories of that fateful day
I saw my friend today and it saddens me to say
The reel still runs but there was no music today
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