Now my dead end street
Is a cul-de-sac
For every acre gone
There's five new Cadillac's
Well I know I'm too young
To get so damn strung out by all that 

But all our small-town stores
Have got new big-name signs
And the sky gets tangled
In new telephone lines
I dial three more numbers
For the same old friends of mine 

Don't go changing on me
Don't go rearranging
Don't go changing on me now 

How long
Till every single star is gone
One by one
They leave you when your day is done 

It's always pop-star stories
On my TV screen
Who slept with who and where
And why it wasn't what it seemed
I listened all day
And still the radio played
The same three things 

Don't go changing on me
Don't go rearranging
Don't go changing on me now 

How long
Till every single star is gone
One by one
They leave you when your day is done 

Wait!
Hold up the fading sky
It's hard to feel real
With all this light in your eyes
Wait!
Save a fading star
One by one
I wonder where they
Are 

How long
Till every single star is gone
One by one
They leave you when your day is done
One by one
They leave you when your day is done
One by one
They leave you when your day is done