Kathy Mattea The Star
My head in the clouds, I can't conceal, conceit. I try to justify your looked, bewitched eye. Am I shining brightly on falsified sky? Chous: And I try so hard to be like you. And I'm just a star, and I'll fade away too... Like you. You'll see me as I am but I'm empty inside. We'll suck each other in the blackhole that is life. I can be a fallen star, not fallen from grace. One plane, one world, one sky, so me don't alientate. (Chorus) Blind, you will see. Star, that is me.
