I don't mind spending time with this crowd and around
I don't mind that a find myself famously found
But I dream that someday I'll discover away
To be far from the star of the show
I might live very soon I might soar through the air
Leave a golden cocoon hung with silk fine and fair
I might leave this behind all this glitter and shine
And go far from the star of the show
Oh, there must be a reason for this time and season
As empty and all as it seems
But there's more to this mark than just fed to the clung
So keep holding on to my dreams
Safe and born, I was born in the bashed colored coat
Then I traded for winds built to dazzlеd and float
But I always felt bright for the girl loved infеct
Who was far from the star of the show
Star Of The Show was written by Chris Martin & Gary Powell.
Chris Martin released Star Of The Show on Tue Oct 27 1998.