I’ll travel these roads, guitar in my hand, Singing for souls, 'cross this great land, Not looking for money, Honeys or fame, With every note, the crowd calls my name. Just wanna stand on this stage, Share my heart, turn a page, Dance in the spotlight, Feel the energy rise, Share the dream in my eyes, tonight. With every strum of these strings, I'll bare my heart, On this journey together, I'll play my part... It's cheap hotel rooms and takeaway meals, Not record labels, but back alley deals, Not looking for money, Status or fame, I don't need to win, just hafta play the game. It's my song, my voice, my story to tell, Not for riches or praise, my soul's not for sale. I took my time, rode the tracks up and down, To clubs, bars and dives, my life given sound, Not looking for money, Laurels or fame, But to share with you all, the truth that I've found. Just wanna stand on this stage, Share my heart, turn a page, Dance in the spotlight, Feel the energy rise. With every beat of my heart, tonight. With every strum of these strings, I'll bare my heart, On this journey together, I'll play my part... From cheap hotel rooms to the bright spotlight, I remember the struggle, the long, lonely nights... Now they tell me I've made it, I chase the applause, Dreams long forgotten, hanging on pause, Echoes of laughter, and eyes shining bright, With a tap on the mic, my voice takes flight. Then into the silence, when the crowd is all gone, I hear the whispers of the siren's song. Did I trade my soul for fortune and fame? The answer echoes, a quiet refrain... I stood on the stage, Shared my heart, turned a page, I danced in the spotlight, soaked in your praise, Tonight. AI Composistions ▼ |