And tell me
Was it like they told you
All the movie stars
With their hand me down charms

And tell me
Did you walk outside
And make daisy chains
With their cold business cards

While the road had to wait
Red carpets, don't be late
So find yourself
At a railroad station
In a backstage bar
In a hotel waiting
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
And tell me
That you're making something
Beautiful
With that second hand heart
And tell me
That you'll try to remember
When all the lights
Grow far too loud

While the road had to wait
Red carpets, don't be late
So find yourself
At a railroad station
In a backstage bar
In a hotel waiting

It's in your hands
This romance
It's in your hands
This romance

It's in your hands
This romance
It's in your hands
This romance

So find yourself
In a railroad station
In a backstage bar
In a hotel waiting