I remember it clearly
My mother held me close...
You want me so badly
the perfume of your love smothers me...
I spread my wings, then I fly,
You follow me, into the sky...
Her cries and her sorrow
her laughter and her grace...
I'm a figment of your imagination
And you're the bum in the street just thinking...
I close my eyes, and its quiet,
So silent you could hear a pin drop...
I wanna be the one,
i wanna be first...
Out of the anger comes the pain
out of the pain comes the tears...
I'm so confused by this world in my palms,
should I make a new beginning...
Everyone has a love story, that writes itself on...
everyone has a cut somewhere in their heart...
You live with it.
You have to, you have no choice...
Lights, camera, action.
Its time for the talent show...