Golden Microphone Cindy Lee

Look in the mirror
A face you know too well
If this is heaven
I'm going straight to hell

So I'll turn again
To this golden microphone
Where marquee lights are shining bright

This world was haunted
They raised the flag and wished me well
All I wanted
All I want is you

You talk like you know it all
Show me you feel
There's no sense in calling out
For love that's unreal