Singer in the Band

I'll be glad to sign my autograph if you want me to
God knows I love singin', that's what I was born to do
You see me up there, center stage, 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, sayin', daddy, please don't cry
A single mom workin' 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 livin' in this childhood of 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
So 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
So 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', that's what I was born to do