i was meant for the stage,
i was meant for the curtain.
i was meant to tread these boards,
of this much i am certain.
i was meant for the crowd,
i was meant for the shouting.
i was meant to raise these hands
with quiet all about me. oh, oh.
mother, please, be proud.
father, be forgiven.
even though you told me
'son, you'll never make a living.' oh, oh.
from the floorboards to the fly,
here i was fated to reside.
and as i take my final bow,
was there ever any doubt?
and as the spotlights fade away,
and you're escorted through the foyer,
you will resume your callow ways,
but i was meant for the stage.
the heavens at my birth
intended me for stardom,
rays of light shone down on me
and all my sins were pardoned.
i was meant for applause.
i was meant for derision.
nothing short of fate itself
has affected my decision. oh, oh.
from the floorboards to the fly,
here i was fated to reside.
and as i take my final bow,
was there ever any doubt?
and as the spotlights fade away,
and you're escorted through the foyer,
you will resume your callow ways,
but i was meant for the stage.
