So many are lookin' for the audience on their feet,
The spotlights' glow and heat.
But....
Ain't nothing wrong with an audience of one
And a flashlight above yo' head, bright.
So stand up tall
Don't mind 'em all.
Clap yo' own damn hands
And take a bow.
Cuz only you gonna sing yo' song of life.
With a chorus of one.
The show's sold out.
You the only judge you have to stun.
The spotlights' glow and heat.
But....
Ain't nothing wrong with an audience of one
And a flashlight above yo' head, bright.
So stand up tall
Don't mind 'em all.
Clap yo' own damn hands
And take a bow.
Cuz only you gonna sing yo' song of life.
With a chorus of one.
The show's sold out.
You the only judge you have to stun.
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