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.