Well his father always told him
He was born the losing kind
I asked him when he'd leave behind
The night time world
He lived for in his mind
He lingered on the stairway
Then he went into his room
Slammed the door in anger
And looked into the mirror
On the wall in awe
At the reflections that he saw
There was no book
To tell him how to look
Then his heart told him
He must break out of his cage
With his head held up high
To the sky
He was off, on the stage
Well he played the greatest solo
That the world had ever heard
The audience applauded
And the fans held on to
Every other word he said
As it came into his head
The girls came round
To hear his every sound
Repeat Chorus
There was a knock upon his door
And he was blown away
Out of his dreams to face
The problems of the day
Then his heart told him
He must break out of his cage
With his head held up high
To the sky
He was there
Aah aah, aah aah, aah aah, aah aah
