Lately, when I'm in my room, all by myself, in the solitary gloom, I call to myself.Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, love never made a fool of you, you used to be too wise.Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, love never made a fool of you, you used to be too wise.You on that high-flyin' cloud, though he won't throw a crumb to you, you think someday he'll come to you.You had better forget him, him with his nose in the air.He has you dancin' on a string.Break it and he won't care.Won't you take this advice?I hand you like a mother.Or are you not seein' things too clear?Are you just too far gone to hear?Is...Is it all goin' in one ear, and out the other?Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, love never made a fool of you, you used to be too wise.Yes, I was once.Break it and he won't throw a crumb to you, you used to be too wise.Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, love never made a fool of you, you blinked Warm you a little bit when you fogged up your eye.Break it and he won't throw a crumb to you, you used to be too wise.He has you dancin' on a string.He has you dancin' on a string.тех. Murd läh!Thank you for watching!