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Lyrics: Vain illusion
I saw your face in a glass of wine,
Dreams were dancing, out of time.
Your laughter floated through the haze,
Like New Orleans on summer days.
Vain illusion, sweet confusion,
You were mine in the moon’s delusion.
I held your shadow, kissed your name,
But daylight burned our little flame.
The band kept playing “Love Me Slow,”
While I kept losing what I know.
Your perfume stayed, your heart was gone,
And I kept humming that same old song.
Vain illusion, soft intrusion,
Love’s a trick, a sweet inclusion.
We danced on dreams that couldn’t last,
Just echoes of a vanished past.
Trumpets cry, the night turns gray,
And I still hear that old refrain—
The song we played, the lies we told,
Still shining bright in fools’ gold.
Vain illusion, last conclusion,
I toast your ghost in the grand confusion.
If love’s a show, then curtain fall—
You were my dream, my all in all.
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Title Vain Illusion
Lyrics: Vain illusion
I saw your face in a glass of wine,
Dreams were dancing, out of time.
Your laughter floated through the haze,
Like New Orleans on summer days.
Vain illusion, sweet confusion,
You were mine in the moon’s delusion.
I held your shadow, kissed your name,
But daylight burned our little flame.
The band kept playing “Love Me Slow,”
While I kept losing what I know.
Your perfume stayed, your heart was gone,
And I kept humming that same old song.
Vain illusion, soft intrusion,
Love’s a trick, a sweet inclusion.
We danced on dreams that couldn’t last,
Just echoes of a vanished past.
Trumpets cry, the night turns gray,
And I still hear that old refrain—
The song we played, the lies we told,
Still shining bright in fools’ gold.
Vain illusion, last conclusion,
I toast your ghost in the grand confusion.
If love’s a show, then curtain fall—
You were my dream, my all in all.
Work type Music
Tags dixie jazz song with lyrics
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Identifier 2511073612383
Entry date Nov 7, 2025, 12:54 AM UTC
License All rights reserved
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Author - Composer 100.00 %. Holder Oscar Ortega. Date Nov 7, 2025.
Author - Lyricist 100.00 %. Holder Oscar Ortega. Date Nov 7, 2025.
Author - Song producer 100.00 %. Holder Oscar Ortega. Date Nov 7, 2025.
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