Picture Show

Way up high in my tree
We would climb to get a peak at the drive-in movie screen
Watching people from afar
Cozied up inside their cars
Underneath a web of summer stars
Fireflies flicker by
In a scene where Gregory Peck catches Audrey Hepburn’s eye
You look at me the moment that I’m staring
Darling, do I dare to say the one thing I want you to know?
If life’s a picture show
I want to sit with you on the back row
In the film projector’s glow
While we kiss on the lips as the credits roll
In my mind I create
My own movie with my grandfather’s vintage Super 8
I write a script where you will be
The dashing boy who’s after me
And maybe we could make this story a reality because
I’d like to play the part of your leading lady
With a heart that’s bravely beating
Frame by frame in time repeating