California Dream - Bryan Greenberg

California Dream

of the sad screen

All she wants to be is the next Norman Gene

She came from Arkansas

walked the Boulevard

She wants it all but not everyone is a star

still holding on to that hollywood song

don’t know the words but we all sing along

Fame is a drug, it won’t give you love.

You won’t give it up and it’s never enough.

No it’s never enough.

Spotlights, headlights, give me the real thing.

Spotlights, headlights, give me the real things.

California Dreams

from such a small town

all the prom queens and all the class clowns

Still holding on to that Hollywood song

We don’t know the words but we all sing along

Fame is a drug, it won’t give you love

You won’t give it up and it’s never enough

No it’s never enough

Spotlights, headlights, give me the real thing

Spotlights, headlights, give me the real thing

Late nights, bright lights, give me the real thing

New heights, so bright, just give me the real thing

Give me the real thing

Just give me the real thing