CHANDLE WITH THE WIND Elthon John
Goodbye Norma Jean,
though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself,
While those around you crawled.
They crawled out of the woodwork.
and they whispered into your brain
they set you on the trademill
and they made you change your name.
* And it seems to me you lived your life
like a candle in the wind.
Never knowing who to cling
to when the rain set in.
And I would have liked to have known you
but I was just a kid.
Your candle burned out long before
your legend ever did
Loneliness was tough,
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid.
Even when you died, oh the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
was that Marilyn was found in the nude.
Repeat *
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