The cinema's dark
Everyone's gone except the dark-haired girl
She's up with the lark
And then she's locked up in her little world
Reflections of scenes
From the silver screen
The look in her eyes
As the ending turns into a surprise...

The film is not one
That you'd know unless you were alone
When everything's done
She will have to take the long way home
She's living a dream
Her own silver screen
There's no getting through
But she's only got eyes for you...