Looking out of the window staring up at the sky
They tell us life has a meaning but I'm wondering why
We use the stars to show us the way
We're searching for answers everyday
She felt empty when Mama died
but she didn't run and hide
she sought to fill that gap, fill that hole, fill that time
so she read online found a forum that said a line like:
"At star-sign posts we use the stars to guide"
astrology tarot cards numerology
zodiac following,still no wallowing
tea leaves medium meetings
she's believing whatever she's reading
just to sheath all these feelings
of being lost and needy
she found a higher force
now when the stars shine down it's pleasing
(Chorus)
This star stuff's getting old
try star dust so she's told
shes feeling bold
presents her money receives her gold
a little white ball of powder
this will give her power
to stay strong in times
when she feels there's no one around her
but it leads to nose bleeds,
loosing weight and no sleep
hasn't washed for a week
plus she's feeling so cheap
now its time for a change
some guidance life rearranged
she wants something to work
so she turns to the church
(Chorus)
her peers are living it up
drinking beers spilling their cups
making lines, sniffing the stuff, kissing girls
not giving a fuck
she holds her spiritual crutch,
with a grip and a clutch
kisses her crucifix cross
cos now this sinning's too much
so she steps outside
leaves the party, fresh air is nice
says a prayer to guide
its helps her cope since Mama died
but she doesn't cry, her faith supplies
another side
her mother's fine
in the sky watching her with a loving eye