| There’ve been many years of sacrifice
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| so many nights not being home
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| some days feel like a million years have passed
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| I’d wake another day I’d grow
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| we both have lived inside our words, our songs
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| we both have lived the actor’s life
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| but soon I’ll cross to see the purple you
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| that’s up against the Time Square lights
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| and yes, I miss our nights
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| and yes, I miss our days
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| but the selfishness you feel
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| when you’re up there on that stage
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| and so there is nothing you change at all
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| they often say that in somebody’s eyes
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| you see their years of history
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| and in my brown eyes, what I hope is there
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| is the life that gave life to me
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| 'cause in my mommy there is strength
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| and everything I hope to be
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| and I hope I make her proud
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| of what I’m turning out to be
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| and i hope there is nothing she change
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| at all
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| I know one day that this applause will end
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| and I’ll take my final bow
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| and as the curtain’s starting to descend
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| I think, I hope I made you both proud
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| 'cause mommy you’re my home
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| and baby, I’m alive
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| and I hope that there is joy
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| seeing me up there in lights
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| and I hope there is nothing you change at all |