Goodbye, Norma Jean No, I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself But those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork And they whispered into your brain They set you on the treadmill And they made you change and do And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind Never knowing who to cling to When the rain set in And I would have liked to know you But I was just a kid Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did Loneliness was tough, tough as rope You ever played Hollywood creative superstar And pain was the price you paid Even when you died Oh, the press still hounded you All the papers had to say Was that Marilyn was found in the news And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind Never knowing who to cling to When the rain set in And I would have liked to know you But I was just a kid Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did Goodbye Norma Jean No, I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself But those around you crawled Goodbye Norma Jean From the young man in the 22nd row To perceive you as something more than sexual More than just our Marilyn Monroe And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind Never knowing who to cling to When the rain set in And I would have liked to know you But I was just a kid Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did *