Spectacular


Sometimes you see the most spectacular star
In the darkest of nights
And you wonder when you’ll ever get that high
You wonder how it must feel to live and die and still be alive

And I’ve never felt it. So I’ll never know.
Yeah it’s got to be too good
To ever. Be true.

But why be miserable
When I can be myself and be happy?
Yeah, why be miserable
When I can be prom queen?

People started looking up
I was at the end of their gaze
It was just my luck
That you were also looking, and those eyes amaze me.

And I started to feel it
And I started to know
But it’s got to be too good
To ever. Be true.

If you ever wondered what it felt like to be a star
I meant to tell you with my kiss that you are spectacular

And you started to feel it
And you started to know
But it had to be too good
To ever. Be true

And I trace your steps with only words now: let you walk away.

I wanted to feel it, cause I’ve got to know, that it will be too good
And it will forever be true.