Lyrics and Poetry

Curtain

Curtain

Title: Curtain
By: Francis Moje

I.
We have a different role in the world we know
And love is just another act for somebody.
My heart never grows old even the Broadway is yours;
(Yet) Don’t read your lines when we’re taking on the phone.

II.
I’m not a stage actor in the real world, baby.
It’s me that you see; not the character, you think, I’m playing.
Come on dress up and walk outside the stage with me.
I will be myself, and not the actor in me.

(r)
Let’s close this now and end the show.
I want to know what will happen after the curtain is closed.
Forget the lines, the act and the drama.
I want to know what will happen after the curtain is closed.
I wanna know, I wanna feel how true you are to me.
Take the applause and go, come back to me once the curtain is closed.

III.
They love you as the Romeo of the play
But I love you, yes, for who you really are.
You know I can sing for you at the top of my lungs,
Even without the paper lyrics and the memorized scripts.

IV.
I only wish that you won’t “Kiss by the book”.
Take my heart, it’s yours, together with my hands.
“Don’t waste your love on somebody, who doesn’t value it.”
Here I am, I’m true to you, even if the curtain is closed.

(r)
Let’s close this now and end the show.
I want to know what will happen after the curtain is closed.
Forget the lines, the act and the drama.
I want to know what will happen after the curtain is closed.
I wanna know, I wanna feel how true you are to me.
Take the applause and go, come back to me once the curtain is closed.
This life is more than just a play, I want something that’s real.

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