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 forgiving
even though you told me
'son, you'll never make a living' oh, oh

from the floorboards to the flys,
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 flys,
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