|Shes got soft and gentle dreams, but shes had a
hard life; much too hard, than her spirit deserves.
And you can tell by her eyes, that shes seen a lot, in the years shes lived. Maybe more, than she was worthy of.
Raising kids, men in and out of her life, Driving by her old homestead. In the town, that she once left.
Looking for more, trying to transform, why did she come back? Maybe she knows, that theres more that she can be.
Star child, she knows, that shes space dust. Thats why, shes gonna be, okay.
Shes a star child, shes one of us, shes star dust. Shes a star child, living hard, in a hard country...