Goodbye 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 brain They set you on the treadmill And they made you change name
And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind knowing who to cling to When the rain set in And would have liked to have known you I was just a kid Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever(*) did
Loneliness was tough The toughest role you ever played created a superstar And pain was the price you paid Even when died Oh the press still hounded you All the papers had to say Was that Marilyn found in the nude
Goodbye Norma Jean From the young man in the 22nd Who sees you as something as more than sexual More than just our Marilyn Monroe