a stupid song

A north wind has been blowing about dear Bringing whispers that you'll be around here But I don't really know what to be expecting The people of our town were never interesting West of the moon, and east of the flowers We will see you riding down here all in showers Carrying the beauty of the sun in your hands Bringing us some gifts from far off lands See you from afar The well travelled star And what can I give you To match who you are So I'll make you Oh, a stupid song Your parents tell us look our baby is cultured The town will put you up on that marble altar If only I could buy a trip to Gibraltar One semester at sea doesn't make you a professor But then again, who in this town would confess it Don't look at me Your daddy was the richest man And we were just paupers begging with our hands Maybe one day I can buy your education And leave this shitty town on a permanent vacation So here you are The well travelled star Why would you return You got so far It's because you didn't get any love over seas And now you've got the whole town down on one knee They praise you for your knowledge but what do they know The one degree in town, won't get you too far so See you from afar The well travelled star And what can I give you To match who you are So I'll make you Oh, a stupid song