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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Antonio Banderas
Antonio Banderas
Vocals
Madonna
Madonna
Vocals
Chris Nightingale
Chris Nightingale
Choir Conductor
David Caddick
David Caddick
Choir Conductor
Nick Curtis
Nick Curtis
Choir Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer
Tim Rice
Tim Rice
Lyrics
David Cullen
David Cullen
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Madonna
Madonna
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Producer
David Caddick
David Caddick
Producer
David Reitzas
David Reitzas
Recording Engineer
Dick Lewzey
Dick Lewzey
Recording Engineer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Recording Engineer
Robin Sellars
Robin Sellars
Recording Engineer
Dave Collins
Dave Collins
Mastering Engineer
Nigel Wright
Nigel Wright
Producer
Alan Parker
Alan Parker
Producer
David Wagg
David Wagg
Assistant Engineer
Gustavo Moratorio
Gustavo Moratorio
Assistant Engineer
Jake Davies
Jake Davies
Assistant Engineer
Lee McCutcheon
Lee McCutcheon
Assistant Engineer
Matt Silva
Matt Silva
Assistant Engineer
Toby Wood
Toby Wood
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

High flying, adored So young, the instant queen A rich, beautiful thing Of all the talents A cross between A fantasy of the bedroom And a saint You were just a backstreet girl Hustling and fighting Scratching and biting High flying, adored Did you believe in your wildest moments All this would be yours? That you'd become The lady of them all? Were there stars in your eyes When you crawled in at night? From the bars, from the sidewalks From the gutter theatrical Don't look down It's a long, long way to fall High flying, adored What happens now? Where do you go from here? For someone on top of the world The view is not exactly clear A shame you did it all At twenty-six There are no mysteries now Nothing can thrill you No one fulfill you High flying, adored I hope you come To terms with boredom So famous, so easily So soon It's not the wisest thing to be You won't care if they love you It's been done before You'll despair if they hate you You'll be drained of all energy All the young who've made it Would agree High flying, adored That's good to hear But unimportant My story's quite usual Local girl Makes good, weds famous man I was stuck in the right place At the perfect time Filled a gap I was lucky But one thing I'll say for me No one else can fill it Like I can
Writer(s): Tim Rice, Andrew Lloyd Webber Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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