Goodbye fantasy
Good luck reality
Don't think I'll try to be
More than who I am
You know what
I want to be
You see things
I cannot see
But there's something
More that I cannot explain
You're a superstar
Beaming out on the radio
You're beaming much too slow
Before we change our minds
Never saying much but
You're still making noise
For all the girls and boys
Who want to lose their minds
T.V. and magazines
Stars on the silver screen
See how I've atrophied
I don't know who I am
Don't I make it look so easy
But I don't think I can take anymore
