I don’t want to be famous
No I don’t need to get high
Can’t see a future building castles in the sky
If I must go hungry
Sleepin on the street
I’ll leave it to the Lord to put shoes upon my feet
I know the worlds a stage
And I’m acting out my part
Keeping it together til the teardrops start
People say I’m crazy
To want you like I do
They don’t understand how one heart can be true
I need your love to comfort me
I want your love to shelter me
If I had a dollar for everyone of your charms
I’d be rich as old Onassis, happy dying in your arms
If I had a diamond
For all your precious smiles
I’d be lit up like a star
You could see me shine for miles

(J. Camilleri / N. Smith – Mushroom Music Publishing / Control)