On A High

In the crowd
I jump and rave
I look for a sign
To make this day

Up in the front
A guitar he plays
Listening for the beat
He must obey

His thick, black hair
Falls into his face
His talent and skill
You could never replace

Part of this band
Part of this family
He presents his art
Rightly and proudly

At the end of the song
The crowd start to scream
For every one of them
This is living the dream

Down in the crowd
I jump and rave
I recieve the sign
That makes this day

He turns his back
And stares me in the eye
And that one tiny look
Has got me on a high