It's dangerous, y'know,
To live your dreams,
To just get up and go.
I could do something smart.
Be a teacher, or major in business,
In the ladder of succes take part.
But I don't want to.
I dream of brightly lit stages at night,
Of make up and stages
And the camera's flashing light.
I hope for a chance
To do what I love,
But will they give me a second glance?
I want to act,
Broadway, or Hollywood, or even the Globe,
No matter how high the odds are stacked.