I was meant for the stage, I was meant for the curtains
I was meant to tread these boards, of this much I am certain
I was meant for the crowd, I was meant for the shouting
I was meant to raise these hands with quiet all about me
Oh, Oh
Mother, please be proud, Father, be forgiving
Even though you told me, son, you'll never make a living
Oh Oh
From the floorboards to the fly, here I was fated to reside
And as I take my final bow, was there ever any doubt?
And as the spotlights fade away, and you're escorted through the foyer
You will resume your callow ways, but I was meant for the stage
The heavens, at my birth, intended me for stardom
Rays of light shine down on me and all my sins were pardoned
I was meant for applause, I was meant for derision
Nothing short of fate itself has affected my decision
Oh Oh
From the floorboards to the fly, here I was fated to reside
And as I take my final bow, was there ever any doubt?
And as the spotlights fade away, and you're escorted through the foyer
You will resume your callow ways, but I was meant for the stage