i told you when we last met
that i'd be there
a face among the crowd
a stranger at your favorite concert

that i'd be cheering you on
in silence, in solitude
no loud screams, no big scenes
just a reassuring pair of eyes across the room

i know your nervous tics
i know your secret fears
and i'd be there watching every night
as you conquered them all

and if we were lucky
maybe we'd get a chance to catch up
talk about your dreams again
before the road took you away again

i know you're just one call away
but now that you've moved
i gotta move on
and i'll see you
when all the music dies down