The Idolator Unrequited

You leave me breathless, Excited and aroused But ultimately frustrated Ours is a love than can never be Not that it's wrong or anything Only totally impractical That's all. You are so far away, Socially and geographically, That our paths are unlikely to cross anytime this side of hell freezing over. Besides, what would you want with the likes of me? I'm a nobody I'm just the guy who worships The ground you walk on Who is transfixed by your image Every time I see it On TV or on a poster Advertising your latest movie You are a superstar I'm a fan I always have been Right from the start When you were up and coming And making a name for yourself I was a fan even then Your number one fan I love you I know what I feel is real Even though I also know You will never love me the same way It doesn't matter The way I feel about you means I forgive you anything. Maybe you do know About me And how I feel about you? Maybe, but unlikely. It's my favourite fantasy The one I imagine most When I miss you. Maybe I'll make the effort To come and visit you In your grand home One of these long lonely days. It would be amazing To meet up at last. Would you like that?