Текст Richard Marx – Superstar

Pity if they found out that you’re lonely in your bed.
Maybe it all happened to you just a little too fast.
Won’t let anybody touch you? so you do it for yourself.
Plain to see there’s a woman cryin’ out for help.
You’re a superstar, but you don’t know who you are,
And your money won’t get you very far.
You’re a mystery, nothing can set you free,
Your demons haunt you endlessly.
You face the end of your youth in a tired little masquerade,
You talk to people with a tongue like a newly sharpened razor blade.
Yours is not a life that lets you take a look inside,
Morals and convictions meet a fate of genocide,
But in the end you’ll be sleeping in the bed you made.
All you want’s a daddy, the one you never had,
A need for understanding aching in you bad…
…it seems so clear to me, there’s something that you’d rather be.
Take a look around you now, before it’s much too late,
Make the choice to change, or be a victim of your fate.
All your life, you’ve been running from the girl inside…
…oh, but it’s plain to see there’s someone…