Singer In A Band

I'll be glad to sign my autograph

If you want me to

God knows I love singin'

It's what I was born to do

You see me up there center state

In the spotlight for a while

But in the things that really matter

I'm just sittin' on the aisle

‘Cause I've seen a third grade angel

With dark circles ‘neath her eyes

Not a trace of hair left on her head

Saying, “Daddy, please don't cry.?

A single mom working overtime

A college kid readin' to the blind

When you look for heroes, know that

I'm just a singer in a band

I'm thankful to be living in

This childhood dream come true

But sometimes the attention

Just leaves me confused

Yeah, I love my t-shirt on those kids

My name there up in lights

But when the show is done, and I'm on the bus

Ridin' through the night

I think of New York City

And those firemen and cops

Who ran in and laid down their lives

Because it was their job

The soldier in a field of mines

With each step he lays it on the line

When you look for heroes, know that

I'm just a singer in a band

I'm humbled when you take the time

To hear my life in verse and rhyme

But when it comes to heroes, know that

I'm just a singer in a band

I'm a singer in a band

I'll be glad to sign my autograph

If you want me to

God knows I love singin'

It's what I was born to do