

The crowd is gone,
the music fades to grey
(mhm) Left behind with words I didn't say
Glitter on the floor,
glass on the street
Just the heavy echo of my own heartbeat
They called my name but they don't know my face
(no they don't) Trading quiet nights for empty space
Now the headlights cut the morning chill
And I am still
When the spotlight dies,
who is gonna hold me?
(who is gonna hold me) When the applause is gone,
who is gonna know me?
All this heavy gold is only paper-thin
I just want
to let somebody in
Four AM and driving past the lights
Another town, another hundred nights
Signing papers, smiling for a screen
But there's a phantom standing in between
When the spotlight dies,
who is gonna hold me?
(hold me tight) When the applause is gone,
who is gonna know me?
All this heavy gold is only paper-thin
I just want
to let somebody in
Let somebody in... (mmm,
so cold) (yeah)