The Show Must Go On

There's an empty stage there in Vegas
Where the piano man wouldn't play
The people are cheering 
But they've grown restless
As his Hope's and his dreams fly away

And they sing to him a memory 
About a different time another day
Where he was just fine
With a glass of wine
And drink all of his problems away 

Theres a piano on that stage in Vegas
Waiting for a tune to sing 
While he sits at his desk 
Both night and day
But no bells ever seem to ring 

No it doesn't sound how he planned it
He can't find the words that will rhyme
He picks up the pen and he plays the keys 
And listens one very last time

But he knows no one will listen 
No one will like to hear what he plays 
Yes The moment he's long been waiting for
Stays just another dream today 

And the crowd begins to grow weary
Most of them have already gone
He looks over his shoulder 
As his feet grow colder
And says "The show must go on!"

That stage in Vegas
That stage is mine
At least it was long ago 
In a dream I left so far behind 
Like a plant with no water to grow 

And the music would sound wonderful
If I could just find the tune 
And if the words would reveal to me 
Yes I know I'll be on that stage again soon