text: 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 backstreet girl
  Hustling and fighting, scratching and biting
  High flying, adored
  Did you believe in your wildest moments
  All this would be yours
  That youd 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?
  Dont look down
  Its 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
  Its not the wisest thing to be
  You wont care if they love you
  Its been done before
  Youll despair if they hate you
  Youll be drained of all energy
  All the young whove made it would agree
  High flying, adored
  Thats good to hear but unimportant
  My storys quite usual
  Local girl makes good, weds famous man
  I was stuck in the right place at the perfect time
  Filled a gap, I was lucky
  But one thing Ill say for me
  No one else can fill it like I can