Nina Simone - Stars (Janis Ian)

Some make it when they're young,
Before the world has done it's dirty job.
And later on, someone will say,
"You've had your day, now you must make way."
Don't they always?

But they'll never know the pain
Of living with a name you never owned.
Or the many years forgetting,
What you know too well,
That you who gave the crown,
Have been let down.
You try to make amends
Without defending
Perhaps pretending
You never saw the eyes
Of young men at twenty-five,
who followed as you walked,
Asked for autographs,
Kissed you on the cheek.
And you never could believe,
They really loved you.
Never
Some make it when they're old
Perhaps they have a soul they're not afraid to bare.
Perhaps there's nothing there.