What would you do with the songs you will make?
 What would you do with the stars you’ll finally get to?
 And all the stars will shine bright 
 with me
 with me
 forever
 till the end

 What would you do with the songs you will write?
 What would you do with the stars you’ll finally get to!?
 And all the stars will shine bright 
 with me
 with me
 forever
 till the end

 Pariririririritrititiri
 Parirararatatarata
 Pariririririritititiriti pta

 Baby
 Listen to this
 Hey!
 This is the dream of every man
 Baby listen listen to this
 Listen to this song about me burning out
 Your reason is your endless oh heartache
 But I’ll grow
 I will grow like the stars

 Hey riches! You will pay out.
 Hey preachers! You will forgive.
 And you, you bitter boys... [bad word] on [bad word] on

 What will you do with the songs you will make?
 What will you do with the stars you’ll finally get to?
 Your reason is your endless oh heartache
 But I’ll grow
 I will grow like the stars

 Pariririririritrititiri
 Parirararatatarata
 Pariririririritititiritipta!