Queen of the Parade

I don’t want to bring you down
You’re better in the stars
I like to watch you fly there
But I can’t go that far

I try to be your shine
I’ve never hit that chord
But I’ve touched your fire
And I watched it roar

I am not of the things which you are made
I’ll never be the queen of your parade
But in the stars is where my head is laid

I am not of the things which you are made
I’ll never be the queen of your parade
But I will step in time with you honey

Don’t want to burn you down
Just want to watch you rise
Engulfing in your heat
Everything in your sight

I am onе of you now
I am part of your light
A series of small fires
To burn in еndless night