Ten years in the vacuum, still feeling the heat.
She’s the Queen of the Nile in a concrete jungle,
Keeping the flame while the galaxies crumble.
Not just a memory, not just a phase,
She’s wearing his ghost in a permanent glaze.
A decade of silence, a decade of light,
Mapping his orbit in the middle of the night.
Oh, Starman, can you see the skin?
Where the love ends and the ink begins!
Iman’s got the rhythm, David’s got the soul,
Ten years later, she’s still making him whole.
Stardust, stardust, it never washes off!
It’s not a mourning, it’s a masterpiece.
Skin like a canvas where the heart finds peace.
From the catwalk to the cosmos, the bond don't break,
Every needle-tap is a vow she’ll take.
Soul-deep, skin-deep, yeah.
Still the prettiest star in the neighborhood.
Ten years down, forever to go.
