Sitting on a side porch
One I wish it was my own
Connecting a great big yard, beautiful people and this home

And I am 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
And I’m meeting so many, so many wonderful people
And I tell myself to sit back, relax and have a ball

But 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 the curtain at a crowd
And I’m the luckiest young man in the world I know
To be shaking so many hands and so far away from home

But I am looking out at those girls down below
Dancing, laughing telling stories I would like to know
And I tell myself to sit back, relax
There’s another fly upon the wall
Who’s wondering what it’s like to really be here
Here at all.

In and out again and back on down the road
Time to play around but no time to get to know
No time to make up my mind
Lucky, unlucky what’s it gonna be this time

Do I rise? Do I fall?
Am I just another fly upon the wall?
Am I here, here, here at all?

Now the microphone’s been checked
The stage is set and ready
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 shaking so many asses and so far away from home

But I am looking out at those girls down below
Dancing, laughing with the faces I would so much love to know
And I tell myself to sit back, relax and have a ball
And consider myself lucky to even be here
That I can even be here
Here at all.


Lyrics submitted by peytm83

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