歌手:Andrew Lloyd Webber
专辑:《Evita (1976 Concept Album)》

作词 : Tim Rice
作曲 : Andrew Lloyd Webber

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
And 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 views not exactly clear
A shame you did it all at twenty-six
There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrill you
No one 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
I've been called names
But they're the strangest
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 fill it like I can