Never was a choir boy, I'll never be a saint,. Got a taste for the fast life enough to make you faint,. Got myself a simple dream, that just fits my style,.
Now everywhere you look, you see her face,. Television, magazines, all over the place.. With cover girl eyes and skin you love to touch,. Living in the limelight, always in a rush..
One more day, do you know how long?. Voices out there say "sing your song". But all they ever see is the spotlight shining. Never to know, I stand here on my own.