A Floating Life Level 42

In your hands there's a photograph
You look up, she begins to laugh
So cold as she walks away
And you know that it's time to pay
You're caught in a web you spun yourself
Face to face with your failure this very day
You call out her name you can't help yourself
But you need love like you need a - kick in the head

You worked hard for the things you own
Fancy cars and a country home
Gave it all for a glittering prize
To be a face people recognise
On the walls of your home there are works of art
But you stare at the picture - on the floor
The face of a man with an aching heart
It's no fun to be famous anymore

(you said )
This is a sad day
And I would gladly give it all away
In exchange
For a floating life

Shed your tears for a shallow dream
Let your cry be a primal scream
A song through the mists of time
A serenade to your concubine
You were wrong to believe she could set you free
You're trapped by the trappings - of success
And you know that she'll never let you be
'til the world knows the secrets - you confessed