Da de da da....

Mark my place dad, I will return someday
Pack my things mom as you did before
I will remember what you've taught me all those years
I'm gonna be a star one day
Mom please, wipe away those tears

It seems so far now
We've been through these before
But the difference this time is, well, I don't know
I will remember when I cried you used to dance with me
That baby is grown now
And is going out for fame

Town heros come, town heros go
But they're remembered for so long
I want to be a part of that

Da de da da....