Showtime

There's no point in fearing the curtain call
Your magic will steal the show,
Shine through the faces that gaze at you
At the height of your majestic glow.

And yet you peer through the blinds
Overwhelmed by the thousand faces you see
With my face among all the smiles,
Enjoying my anonymity.

But once the spotlight hits your face
It'll be over before you even know.
All eyes will disappear behind the lights
And you'll be dancing all alone.

Play tricks with your sorcerer's charm,
Dance your way with your ballerina's grace.
With your eyes closed, dance away
Till you waltz to another time and place.

And if you happen to decide on walking away
Let me know when you're about to leave.
For the show must still go on
But I can still save you a seat.