In a point of view

Here I am, Here I stand,

Center stage, here i'll stay,

Until the applause wash over me,

With all the array of the bouquets,

I wonder if my makeup is okay,

I wish a memory will fade away,

When i forgot all my lines, and had to make up lies,

1982 feels all blue; glam rock is all new,

To find the person behind the scenes,

To become the person not written in the script,

My place is in the library way, way back amongst the books

Enriching myself with literature and history

This is the stuff i can get away from when i chose,

But playing this role is now that i cannot lose.