(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, noone 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'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   That's good to hear but unimportant   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   Noone else can fill it like I can