Sometimes I see you through a camera and you are standing alone on a stage and you are lit and powdered and ready and I am squinting trying to focus my lens
in front of thousands in Carnegie Hall and I am accompanying you on piano just trying to keep up and follow along
Sometimes I hear in my dreams and over and over you are whispering I want you to know that somebody loves you and I want you to know that someone is me
we only have one shot at this