Each night I take my place
I stand, I sing, I praise
And every single face
Is staring back at me
But do they believe
That it’s more than just a show,
Well, deep in my heart, I know,
How expectations grow,
When you claim the king
To be your everything
But when the lights go down
When there’s no song, no sound
Where can my heart be found?
What kind of man am I gonna be?
When the stage is bare,
And there’s nobody there,
Will it still be my prayer,
To live the life they all think I lead?
And will I be like who I sing about,
When the lights go down?
When the applause has died,
And every year’s been cried,
Emotions I’ve held inside,
No one else can see,
I feel so unworthy
When all the music fades,
Into a yesterday,
There’s still a secret place,
Calling out to me,
Oh, I know how this seems
But when the lights go down
When there’s no song, no sound
Where can my heart be found?
What kind of man am I gonna be?
When the stage is bare,
And nobody’s there,
Will it still be my prayer,
To live the life they all think I lead?
And will I be like who I sing about,
When the lights go down?
I wanna be like who I sing about,
When the lights go down.
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