At the end of the day at the Hotel Cafe
Let the music flow over and take you away
As the guy with the guitar
Plays love from his heart
And the lucky ones smile
‘Cause they roll with the stars
And you’re fighting to see as you stand in the back
And you wonder if they can see all that you lack
Realize that their lives aren’t the shiniest prize
Raise a toast to how fragile we are
Hollywood nights
Feel so alive
But deep underneath we’re all broken inside
It’s a complex illusion
We’re more or less human
And everyone wicked and wise
Come to hide in these Hollywood nights
Do you ever feel despised in a room full of eyes
Who don’t ever take notice unless you collide
And you cover your face ‘cause you’re so out of place
But they’re hiding theirs too ‘cause they’re feeling the same
And you wonder what magical things they’re all saying
Behind the red curtain while music is playing
A strange paradise as they swim in their vice
Raise a toast to how fragile we are
CHORUS
Raise your glass to them all as they’re stumbling by
With their champagne and candy and wavering eyes
And a smile to the girl in the corner alone
And be happy that you’re going home
Hollywood nights
Feel so alive
But deep underneath we’re all broken inside
It’s a complex illusion
We’re more or less human
And everyone wicked and wise
Come to hide in these Hollywood nights
Copyright © 2009 Renee Winter
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