Walk up the steps,
Sit on the stool,
Adjust the mic,
face the lights,
And sing.
Strum the strings,
Hear how your voice rings.
Close your eyes,
And shed your disguise.
Sing about the things you feel,
The things that don’t seem real .
Sway with the song,
And hear the crowd sing along.
Don’t think about stumbling on the words,
Or tripping over the cords.
Hear the melody and hum,
Think about the applause sure to come.
All your problems left when you stepped on the stage,
Now it’s up to you to finish the song, to write another page.
It may seem like hell
But you gotta step out of that shell
Strum the strings,
Hear how your voice rings.
Close your eyes,
And shed your disguise.
I promise that everything’ll be alright,
You’ll win the fight.
The stage fright won’t last long,
So sing your song.
Walk up the steps,
Sit on the stool,
Adjust the mic,
Face the lights,
And sing.
