Standing in the crowd.
Jumping up and down.
Waiting to be wowed.
By your rock-n-roll sound.

You walk out on the stage.
And I am blown away.
I hope to play like you did that day.
I hope to awe people too.
To sing out loud just like you.

I sang with the hot blooded sea of people.
Head banged till I had double vision.
It even felt like the first time I screamed so loud.
Then it was over and I felt as cold as Ice.
But I was high on your sound,
As high as the girl on the moon.

So no matter what happens from this week on.
I'll be so happy that I got to,
Hear,
See,
And touch my Jukebox Hero's.