ZELDA is in the asylum suffering from a breakdown and sings.

On my own again, so full of doubt
So full of pain
I wonder why he doesn’t call
Loneliness will drive me crazy
Haven’t heard a word from him at all
In ages

What a sorry place
This really is a sorry place
The crowd are all as mad as me
Feels like I’ve been here forever
happiness a misty memory

Was it all a dream, golden days
Nothing but a dream, golden days
When he made us the talk of the town, golden days
Days without a cloud, golden days
Rain was not allowed
Was it better to have loved him and lost him
Than never had him in my life at all?

This is what I do
I paint a face, i paint a shoe
I give them limbs of steel to climb
Wasn’t I his favourite dancer?
Once upon a very perfect time

Was it all a dream, golden days
Nothing but a dream, golden days
When he made us the talk of the town, golden days
Days without a cloud, golden days
Rain was not allowed
Was it better to have loved him and lost him
Than never had him in my life at all?