There is something strange
So many voices talk about me
Headlines are tellin the world
What a good man Ive always been
All the people agree, all the critis acclaim
Its said about me: He was best of the wheel
All are treatin me like a king of the world
till the last day I was fool
All my life all crowd spat on me
I dont wanna cry alone tonight
Like a dead fame hunter
I dont wanna cry alone tonight
Who were my enemies?
Now theyre celebratin my art
Like that red tinted head
Who sang a reach candle in the wind
Discover the talent, revealin the talent
Ive discovered how many friends I have
Discover the talent, revealin the talent
A million of lovers for me...
All my life all crowd... Has always spat on me!
I dont wanna cry alone tonight
Like a dead fame hunter
I dont wanna cry alone tonight
Into my soul I was afraid
Walkin beside a fail
All my life all crowd spat on me
Its really right that in the whole world it leads the deads!
From the ground to be fame hunter
To the clouds becomin blazing