* * * One more night in the flashlight Again I am not sure I try to catch a mellow view The light it shines too bright But the audience blurs The folks they hate me
The gloomy light is on my side All night at every scene Fighting with the spotlights I'm the leading man with tears But the audience blurs The folks they hate me
There are so many ways to disaster But one to delight And we have the force to move faster We are anything we want to be
Nights I spend in dreadful dreams Too anxious just before We did our job in the hot lights Misconception outside But the audience blurs The folks they pay for And the audience blurs The folks they pay for
There are so many ways to disaster But one to delight And we have the force to move faster We are anything we want to be
And all I wanna do Is just standing here so close beside you This was the way to disaster We are anything we want to be