I was never one for singing what I really feel
Except tonight, I'm bringing everything I know that's real
Stars, they come and go
They come fast or slow
They go like the last light of the sun
All in a blaze
And all you see is glory
Even it gets lonely there
when there's no one here to share
We can shake it away if you'll hear a story
People l*** for fame
Like athletes in a game
We break our collarbones and come up swinging
Some of us are downed
Some of us are crowned
And some are lost and never found
But most have seen it all
They live their lives in sad cafes and music halls
They always come up singing
Some make it when they're young
Before the world has done its dirty job
And later on, someone will say
"You've had your day. Now you must make way."
But they'll never know the pain
Of living with a name you never owned
Or the many years forgetting
What you know too well
That the ones who gave the crown have been let down
You try to make amends without defending
Perhaps pretending you never saw the eyes
Of grown men of twenty five
That followed as you walked and asked for autographs
Or kissed you on the cheek and you never can believe
They really loved you
Some make it when they're old
(Perhaps they have a soul they're not afraid to bare
Or perhaps there's nothing there)
Some women have a body men will want to see,
So they put it on display
Some people play a fine guitar
I could listen to them play all day
Some ladies really move across a stage
And gee, they sure can dance
I guess I could learn how
If I gave it half a chance
But I always feel so funny
When my body tries to soar
And I seem to always worry
About missing the next chord
I guess there isn't anything to put up on display
Except the tunes and whatever else I say
Anyway, that isn't really what I meant to say
I meant to tell a story
I live from day to day
Stars, they come and go
They're coming fast and they come slow
They go like the last light of the sun
All in a blaze
And all you see is glory
But those who've seen it all
Who live their lives in sad cafes and music halls
We always have a story
So if you don't lose patience with my fumbling around,
I'll come up singing for you
Even when I'm down...
Except tonight, I'm bringing everything I know that's real
Stars, they come and go
They come fast or slow
They go like the last light of the sun
All in a blaze
And all you see is glory
Even it gets lonely there
when there's no one here to share
We can shake it away if you'll hear a story
People l*** for fame
Like athletes in a game
We break our collarbones and come up swinging
Some of us are downed
Some of us are crowned
And some are lost and never found
But most have seen it all
They live their lives in sad cafes and music halls
They always come up singing
Some make it when they're young
Before the world has done its dirty job
And later on, someone will say
"You've had your day. Now you must make way."
But they'll never know the pain
Of living with a name you never owned
Or the many years forgetting
What you know too well
That the ones who gave the crown have been let down
You try to make amends without defending
Perhaps pretending you never saw the eyes
Of grown men of twenty five
That followed as you walked and asked for autographs
Or kissed you on the cheek and you never can believe
They really loved you
Some make it when they're old
(Perhaps they have a soul they're not afraid to bare
Or perhaps there's nothing there)
Some women have a body men will want to see,
So they put it on display
Some people play a fine guitar
I could listen to them play all day
Some ladies really move across a stage
And gee, they sure can dance
I guess I could learn how
If I gave it half a chance
But I always feel so funny
When my body tries to soar
And I seem to always worry
About missing the next chord
I guess there isn't anything to put up on display
Except the tunes and whatever else I say
Anyway, that isn't really what I meant to say
I meant to tell a story
I live from day to day
Stars, they come and go
They're coming fast and they come slow
They go like the last light of the sun
All in a blaze
And all you see is glory
But those who've seen it all
Who live their lives in sad cafes and music halls
We always have a story
So if you don't lose patience with my fumbling around,
I'll come up singing for you
Even when I'm down...