The Glittering Prize
Anthony Krizan / John Waite
There's a silent movie
Running off its reel inside my mind
As I try to fall asleep tonight
On prescription lullabyes
In the darkness there's a doorway
That leads me back to you forever
But these days there's only
You and I in photographs
Ambitions and dreams we've shared
Now I wonder who has got the last laugh
Cause I know you're crying
And you know I'm cold inside
Got no expectations for my pride
And I reach for that glittering prize
I remember on our wedding day
Looking back at you
Our eyes met and we said goodbye
As we both said