Andrew Lloyd Webber - High Flying, Adored Lyrics

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 do 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's 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
It's not the wisest thing to be

You won't care if they love you
It's been done before
You despair if they hate you
You'll be drained of all energy
All the young who've made it would agree

High flying, adored
I've been called names
But they're the strangest
My story's 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 I'll say for me
No one else can fill it like I can