Lucky

This is a story about a girl named Lucky...

Early morning
She wakes up
Knock, knock, knock on the door

It's time for make up
Perfect smile
It's you they're all waiting for

They go...
"Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl ?"
And they say...

( Chorus )
She's so lucky
She's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night ?

Lost in an image
In a dream
But there's no one there to wake her up

And the world keep spinning
And she keeps on winning
But tell me what happens when it stops ?

They go...
"Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl ?"
And they say...

"Best actress, and the winner is... Lucky !"
"I'm Roger Johnson for Pop News standing outside the arena waiting for Lucky !"
"Oh, my God... here she comes !"

Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl ?
She's so lucky, but why does she cry ?
If there's nothing missing in her life
Why do tears come at night ?