High flying, adored, so young, the instant queen, a
Rich beautiful thing of all the talents, a cross between a
Fantasy of the bedroom and a saint
You were just a back street girl
Hustling and fighting
Scratching and biting
High flying, adored, did you believe in your wildest moments
All this would be yours, that you´d become the lady of them all?
Were there stars in your eyes when you crawled in at night
From the bars, from the sidewalks
From the gutter theatrical?
Don´t look down, it´s a long, long way to fall

High flying, adored, what happens now, where do you go from here?
For someone on top of the world, the view is not exactly clear
A shame you did it all at twenty-six
There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrill you
No-one fulfill you
High flying, adored, I hope you come to terms with boredom
So famous, so easily, so soon, is not the wisest thing to be
You won´t care if they love you, it´s been done before
You´ll despair if they hate you
You´ll be drained of all energy
All the young who´ve made it would agree

High flying, adored, that´s good to hear, but unimportant
My story´s quite usual, local girl makes good, weds famous man
I was slap in the right place at the perfect time
Filled a gap I was lucky
But one thing I´ll say for me
No-one else can fill it like I can