David Bowie ( with Marc Bolan on guitar ) 1970 - Prettiest Star текст песни

Cold fire, you've got everything
but cold fire
You will be my rest and peace child
I moved up to take a place near you

So tired, it's the sky that makes you feel tired
It's a trick to make you see wide
It can all but break your heart in pieces

Staying back in your memory
Are the movies in the dark (past)
How you moved is all it takes
To sing a song of when I loved
The Prettiest Star

One day though it might
as well be someday
You and I will rise up all the way
All because of what you are
The Prettiest Star