Stars - Mel Torme, Chris Gunning, Phil Woods

Stars, they come and go

They come fast or slow

They go like the last light of the sun

All in a blaze

And all you see is glory

Hey, but it gets lonely there

When there’s no one here to share

We can shake it away

If you’ll hear a story

People lust for fame

Like athletes in a game

We break our collarbones and come up swinging

Some of us are downed

Some of us are crowned

And some are lost and never found

But most have seen it all

They live their lives in sad cafes and music halls

They always come up singing

Stars, they come and go

They come fast or slow

They go like the last light of the sun

All in a blaze

And all you see is glory

But most have seen it all

They live their lives in sad cafes and music halls

They always have a story

Some make it when they’re young

Before the world has done its dirty job

And later on, someone will say

«You've had your day

You must make way»

But they’ll never know the pain

Of living with a name you’ve never owned

Or the many years forgetting what you know too well

Some make it when they’re old

Perhaps they have a soul they’re not afraid to bare

Or perhaps there’s nothing there

Stars, they come and go

They come fast, they come slow

They go like the last light of the sun

All in a blaze

And all you see is glory

But most have seen it all

They live their lives in sad cafes and music halls

They always have a story