The Golden Days Are Over - Cliff Richard

She locks the bedroom door — Lies face down on the bed

Hears voices down the hall — are they real or in her head

Pictures on the wall — reminders every one

Just memories of the past — of a time that’s

Been and gone

All those wild and crazy nights — they still

Dance before her eyes

(Those crazy nights — her name in lights)

Look at her now the golden days are over

Look at her now no leading man to hold her

She was one in a million now she’s that

Forgotten face

Look at her now the golden days are over

Applauded by the press — an overnight success

A favourite with the fans — had them eating

From her hands

But stars fall from the sky — in the twinkle

Of an eye

There’s no more silver screen just another

Broken dream

Still she strikes a classic pose — just in case

The cameras roll

(She steals the scene — relieves the dream)

Look at her now the golden days are over

Look at her now no leading man to hold her

She was one in a million now she’s that

Forgotten face

Look at her now she needs someone to hold her

To feed her lines — someone to co-star

Someone to shine

Look at her now the golden days are over

(The golden days are over — they’re over)

Look at her now no leading man to hold her

(No M. G. M. — no Paramount — no 20th Century)

Look at her now the golden days are over

(Decline and fall — no curtain call)