in the play of my life
there lies my beating heart
everyone person inside of there
plays a certain part

some are audience, some act
some stand in the wings
though the most important is the star
from whom the music rings

she stands in the center
her song upon the stage
the song that once was locked in her heart
that grew wise with age

she is the owner of the heart
in this certain play
for that person, it is me
the song is my heart’s display

the person who stands on the side
reading out the script
are the people in my life
who catch me when I’ve slipped

the audience who sits before me
some looking and some not
are my friends from now and then
some of which i forgot

but as every play has a problem
the one in this one is i
the part of me that pulls me down
when no one hears my cry

but this is a play that ends happy
so the hero comes in
saves me from the darkness inside
for the good side always wins

And now the play is at an end
but that’s just for the day
the actors take a bow, and the light dims
and for now, gone is the display

but then, later on, the stage lights up
a new act has begun
a sleepy actor on the stage
watching the rising sun.