The stars conspired to bring me here, on a day like this;nThe sun beats down upon my pride, like a wounded star.nnWhat did you want from me?nWhy did you bring me here?nI'm facing my foolish fate, ohnI'm too high, too close to the sun;nI'm too high, my curious Icarus wings melt from my skin.nnDon't stand, don't stand so close to me,nI'll bring you down,nBut I'll fly, oh I'll fly beneath the sunnWatch me burn, oh, watch me burn.nnWhat did you want from me?nWhy did you bring me here?nI'm facing my foolish fate, ohnI'm too high, too close to the sun;nI'm too high, my curious Icarus wings melt from my skin.nnOh, I'm too high, too close to the sun;nToo high, my curious Icarus wings melt from my skin.nnI'm too high...nI'm too high...nI'm too high...nI'm too high...nnOh, I'm too high...nI'm too high...nI'm too high...nI'm too high...nnNo, no, no, no, no...