Dear Frustrated Superstar, your mother's waiting in the car

To whisk you off to your new premiere

And all the friends who knew your name

Are waiting, wondering what became

Of the girl that they once knew but never loved

They never loved.



So every city tells the lie

Of beggars, tramps and butterflies

Of all these things, then what am I?

A princess in a threadbare gown,

A gaudy, painted circus clown?

A child who lost her key and can't get home?



All the things I never was -

A traitor in the Western Wars

A girl who did it just because.

Do or die, or don't at all



Prepare to suffer for your call

Some things have to hurt or they're not true.



They can't be true

When you die, you'll wonder, "was that it?"

Will you think of how you'd wished you lived?

Well, you're here now

Yes you're here now.

So I only want to be up there

With a hundred others, I don't care

'Cause i'm here now

Yes i'm here now.



Papers, books, philosophy

An envelopes eternity

I count each passing minute, hour, day.....

Wonder how I smile so well,

Wonder how they never tell

There's really no one living here at all.



So here a line from God's own song

To comfort you when things go wrong

My children never visit anymore.

Go searching in my sky at night

They must be there to set alight

Their mothers aching heart is so unsure

I'm so unsure....



When you die, you'll wonder, "was that it?"

Will you think of how you'd wished you lived?

Well, you're here now

Yes you're here now.

So I only want to be up there

With a hundred others, I don't care

'Cause i'm here now

Yes i'm here now.



Dear Frustrated Superstar, I really hope you get that far

If not, I hope you live

I hope you live.Thanks to thudord@yahoo.com