Is it like catching a star?
Or is it just dark pointing ahead?
I could almost see a little spark
Stand up, stay straight up, stay proud
The last laugh's loud, bending my ear
I can hardly hear the cheering crowd
Call myself, I cannot prepare of what's to come
I cannot beware of what lies ahead
I can only find out for myself in the stand
Call myself, I cannot prepare of what's to come
I cannot beware of what lies ahead
I can only find out for myself in the stand
In the stand
Is it like catching a star?
Or is it just dark pointing ahead?
I could almost see a little spark
Stand up, stay straight up, stay proud
The last laugh's loud, bending my ear
I can hardly hear the cheering crowd
Call myself, I cannot prepare of what's to come
I cannot beware of what lies ahead
I can only find out for myself in the stand
In the stand
Lift your head, silly boy
I seem to know all you need to know
Lift your head, silly boy
I seem to know all you need to know
Lift your head, silly boy
I seem to know all you need to know
Lift your head, silly boy
I seem to know all you need to know
Lift your head, silly boy