Those dreams, my dreams

always seem miles away

like my own L.A. lights,

but stop less, move more

and you'll get to New York

someday.

Guitars and drums in that band

that never got started,

life got in the way,

just like love changed it all

from Hollywood Boulevard

but fear less, hope more,

the light will turn green.

The words and the thoughts

from behind the scenes,

songs and notes passed by

like the movie screen,

it's just a detour

so talk less, say more

and find that alternate route.