super star;*

This is wrong but,I can't help but feel likethere 'aint nothing more out there.Thursday morning comes again and I can't,help but wish I could see your face.I know from my personal plate I'd be breaking all my rules to see you. You smile that beautiful smile,and all the girls in the front row scream your name.So dim that spotlight,tell me things like 'I can't take my eyes off of you'.I'm no one special;just another wide eyed girl who's desperately in love with you.And your photographs hang on my wall. SuperStar Morning loneliness,comes around when I'm not,dreaming about you.When my world wakes up today, you'll be in another town. And I know when I saw your face, I'd becounting down the ways to see you.