I want it all. I want it all. I don't know what it is. But I want it all. . I want it all. I want it all. I don't know what it is. But I want it all. .
[Fanny:]. Say it's only a paper moon, sailing over a cardboard see. But it wouldn't be make belief if you belief in me. . I like him I know he's phoney.
[Fanny:]. Say it's only a paper moon, sailing over a cardboard see. But it wouldn't be make belief if you belief in me. . I like him I know he's phoney.
I like him. I like him. How strange the feeling. I like him. I never dreamed it could be. He's foolish, unworldly. And yet appealing. I like him. I feel alive and free.
Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree.