Within A Living Opera

We hide in a crowd; all dressed really loud.
We’ve got our masks on, it’s true.
Looking towards the glamour of fame.
Like a moth to a flame, oh to dance in this perpetual game.
For your love, we all paid the price.

We hide in plain sight, all day, and all night.
We have worn our hearts openly, upon our sleeves.
Framing those we care about with fame.
Sometimes we get too close to the source of the light.
For our love, we all paid the price.

We have embraced your art, filled with your heart.
We are being true to ourselves. Yes, true to ourselves.
We follow your fame, your career’s a bright flame.
Immortally framed for eternity with love.
Thank you for being truly yourself.

With leather and lace, with fashion and grace.
Thanks for the memories filled with love and art.
We recognize you as the queen of our hearts.
Polaroid dreams, with rainbows and themes.
With props and designs, caught for all time.

From Armani and Dior, it is you we adore.
With our fashions and grace, we fill up the place.
With detailed designs, caught for all time.
Fueling our lives, with passion and grace.
Your heart, art and love hasn’t any set price.

With high fashion and fame.
Our hearts you have tamed.
With elegance and style,
You have shared every mile.
A tapestry within a living opera.
Opera, Opera, Opera.

With high fashion and fame.
Our hearts you have tamed.
With elegance and style,
You have shared every mile.
A tapestry within a living opera.
Opera, Opera, Opera.

With high fashion and fame.
Our hearts you have tamed.
With elegance and style,
You have shared every mile.
A tapestry within a living opera.
Opera, Opera, Opera.

With high fashion and fame.
Our hearts you have tamed.
With elegance and style,
You have shared every mile.
A tapestry within a living opera.
Opera, Opera, Opera.

With high fashion and fame.
Our hearts you have tamed.
With elegance and style,
You have shared every mile.
A tapestry within a living opera.
Opera, Opera, Opera.