hey there

lately when i_m in my room all by myself, in this solitary gloom i call to myself: hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, love never made a fool of you. you used to be too wise. hey there, you on that high-flying cloud, though he won_t throw a crumb to you, you think some day he_ll come to you. better forget him, him with his nose in the air. he's got you dancing on a string. break it and he won_t care. won_t you take this advice i hand you like a mother?, or are you not seeing things too clear?, are you too much in love to hear?, is it all goin_ in one ear and out the other?, and out the other?, hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, are you talkin' to me?, love never made a fool of you. not until now. you used to be so wise. oh, that was a long time ago. hey there, what?, you on that high-flyin' cloud, though he won_t throw a crumb to you, you think some day he_s gonna come to you. woah, better forget him. forget him. he's got his nose in the air. he's got his nose in the air. he'll have you dancing on a string. a puppet on a string. break it and he won_t care. he won't care for you. won't you take this advice i hand you like a mother?, or are you not seein_ things too clear?, are you just too far gone to hear?, is it all goin_ in one ear and out the other?