Rising, rising
A star is rising to fame
He's got a star-lit name
And it's bringing me down
I've got stars in my crown
Crowds of people
gather round to see him
I can't see him
Its bringing me down
He's the only thought in my head
the only star in my crown
Since I saw his picture
Thinking its just got to get better
Wanting to touch a star
A top spinning around
Not being able to wear his crown
Wanting to touch
what is so far away
If I could talk to him -
but what would I say
He's a star from above
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