(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. no one else can feel it like I can