I am currently Crazy about this song !

Lay a whisper on my pillow,

leave the winter on the ground.

I wake up lonely,

theres air of silence

in the bedroom and all around.

touch me now, I close my eyes and dream away.

It Must have been love....

(From Pretty Woman by Roxette)

Notting Hill

We are obsessed by the concept of celebrity. How else can one explain the plague of paparazzi that descends on public figures when they make appearances, or the popularity of gossip magazines and TV shows? Celebrities are like royalty - glamorous and untouchable, they become objects of unreasonable adulation. Perhaps one of the most common fantasies entertained by an "average" man or woman is what would happen if someone famous fell in love with them. And therein lies the premise of Roger Michell's romantic comedy, Notting Hill.