"The Holiday" Insepration

As I lay upon my couch
Looking at the black screen
As the credits role by
And the symphony plays loud
My heart lets out a great sigh
Why cant I be the leading lady
Of my own life
Instead of watching it all fly by
Why cant I raise my voice
And speak the perfect lines
To make the world understand
Why I am the way I am
I hope and I pray everyday
That someone will play the part
No longer will I stand alone
For someone could be them
Admirer, lover, friend
All in one package
The leading man