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I was never one for singingwhat I really feel
Except tonight, I'm bringingeverything I know that's real
Stars, they come and go
They come fast or slow
They go like the last lightof the sun, all in a blazeand all you see is glory
But it gets lonely therewhen there's no one here to share
We can shake it awayif you'll hear a story
People lust for fame
Like athletes in a gamewe break our collarbonesand come up swinging
Some of us are downed
Some of us are crownedand some are lostand never found
But most have seen it all
They live their lives insad cafes and music halls
They always have a story
Some make it when they're youngbefore the world hasdone its dirty joband later on, someone will say"
You've had your day
You must make way"
But they'll never know the painof living with a name you never ownedor the many years forgettingwhat you know too well
The ones who gave the crownhave been let down
You try to make amendswithout defending
Perhaps pretendingyou never saw the eyesof grown men of twenty fivethat followed as you walkedand asked for autographsor kissed you on the cheekand you never could believethey really loved you
Some make it when they're old(
Perhaps they have a soulthey're not afraid to bare
Or perhaps there's nothing there)
Some women have a bodymen will want to see,so they put it on display
Some people play a fine guitar
I could listen to themplay all day
Some ladies reallymove across a stageand gee, they sure can dance
I guess I could learn howif I have it half a chancebut I always feel so funnywhen my body tries to soarand I seem to always worryabout missing the next chord
I guess there isn't anythingto put up on displayexcept the tunesand whatever else I say
Anyway, that isn't reallywhat I meant to say
I meant to tell a story
I live from day to day
Stars, they come and go
They come fast or slow
They go like the last lightof the sun, all in a blazeand all you see is glory
But those who've seen it allthey live their livesin sad cafes and music hallswe always have a story
So if you don't lose patiencewith my fumbling around,I'll come up singing for youeven when I'm down
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