A Girl and a Guitar

When I walk on the stage it feels like home
The curtain’s still shut but I’m not alone
I see it sparkling, shining in the night
I go to pick it up to play it all night

Heading towards the mic, I lift it up to play
I get ready to start on the 13th of May
I sing very loud and my hand starts to strum
I keep to the beat, the beat of the drum

I can’t believe I’m here, preforming on this stage
I hear the crowd roaring, starting to engage
I look out and up and all I see is a star
Shining down on me and my precious guitar.