I pick up the telephone and I hear about all that you have done
I turn on my television and I see what you have become
I could say that I am happy for you
But I…I wanna know
How does it feel when you’re wanted
Do you fight it or let it go to your head I look at theses broken pieces
And feel the distance between us
I have all our old pictures they are faded
But they still have meaning
How can you forget your past so easy
I remember mine
How does it feel when your wanted
Do you fight it or let it go to your head
How does it feel when you’re famous
Is it happiness or is it in you’re head
Do you remember our first trip to la
Do you remember the things we used to say
It seems to me that you’re happier alone