Late flight to early morning sunrisenOrbit, around a moon of memorynAs the light is spilling into my web of weary dreamsnnSuperformancenMiraculousnUnbelieveablennYoung romanticsnso glamourousnunbelieveablennLate flight to early morning sunrise nAt times its gnawing at my insides nIt was the only driving force of my ability to bennGrand performance, nthe opening night, nunbelievable nnCurtain rising, na sold out crowd, ninconceiveable nnAnd when they called my name I said my prayer ntried to walk up to the center stage of my dreams nit was to be the day in which I reached for my peak nSaw her in the crowd when I was looking nnIt was raining and pouring as I ran into the street nLike Marilyn Monroe I held the key in disbelief and let it go nnAnd when they called my prayer and called my name nFocused the light on the centre frame nWould you believe!!?nsoon will be the day in which I reach for my sleep nI see morning slipping through my window nnIt was raining and pouring as I ran into the street nLike Marilyn Monroe I held the key in disbelief and let it go