High Flying, Adored Lyrics - Singles - Evita

Che: 

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 you'd 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? 

Don't look down 

It's 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 is not the wisest thing to be 

You won't care if they love you 

It's been done before 

You'll despair if they hate you 

You'll be drained of all energy 

All the young who've made it would agree 

Eva: 

High flying, adored 

I've been called names 

But they are the strangest 

My story's quite usual 

Local girl makes good 

Weds famous man 

I was slap in the right place 

At the perfect time 

Filled a gap - I was lucky 

But one thing I say for me 

No one else can fill it like I can