Standing on a stage again
One I wish it was my own
Connecting this beautiful old room
Beautiful people and this home
And I'm staring at the mountain around which they built this town
Painfully reminding myself that I can't stick around
And I am looking at all the houses
Staring up at all the steeples
Here again looking out at so many wonderful people
And I tell myself to sit back relax and have a ball
Still, I'm wondering what it's like to really be here
Here at all
In and out again another whirlwind town
Complete with a tour of the backstage
And peeks out my cap at a crowd
And I'm the luckiest young man in the world I know
To be here shaking so many hands
And so far away from home
But I'm looking at those girls down below
When they're dancing, laughing, telling stories I would like to know
And I tell my self to sit back, relax
There's another fly upon the wall
Wondering what it's like to really be here
Here at all, to be here at all
In and out again and back on down the road
Time to play around but no time to get to know
Barely time to make up my mind
Lucky, unlucky, what's it going to be this time
Do I rise, do I fall
Am I just another fly upon the wall
Am I here, here
Am I here at all, am I here at all
Now the microphone's been checked again
And the stage is set and ready
All these faces toward the front crying rock me steady, rock me steady
And I'm the luckiest young man in the world I know to be here
Swaying so many asses and so far away from home
But I am looking out at those girls down below
When they're Dancing, laughing telling stories I would like to know
And I tell myself to sit back, relax, and have a ball
Consider myself a lucky boy
That we even get to play here
That you all came out here
I'm just happy to be here at all
To be here at all