Child Star (Bolan) - 2:51

Mountain eyes, peeping out of his head ah...
Sipping tea composing in his bed ah...
A hundred hands
Working on a musical of old
Debussy and Mendelssohn Handel and Dvorak of old

Child star, protйgй of Mister Gormez
Who said you'd go far
Child star, they do not see just what a precious
Gem you'd be
Sad to see them watching you
Fade into in-ah in-ah-visibility

Twelve years old, your elfish fingers kiss your
Beethoven hair, The awesome people stare they're
Unaware of all the angel sounds they see and hear
Debussy and Mendelssohn Handel and Dvorak they hear

Child star, protйgй of Mister Gormez
Who said you'd go far
Child star, and when you died at just thirteen
They wept and wrung their hair
Sad to see them mourning you when you are
There Within the flowers and the trees