Do the people out there even care?

I am pouring my heart out to them;

It is just a sea of lights out there.

I worked so hard to get way up there,

but right now I feel like a dull gem.

Do the people out there even care?

Louder, louder, I sing in despair.

I then stop and hold the mic by its stem.

It is just a sea of lights out there.

I stand there, looking out. Beware:

My disappointment should frighten them.

Do the people out there even care?

My fans are not seeing my glare;

Eyes are hidden by the screens of them.

It is just a sea of lights out there.

Alive but not living, I look out there.

Mesmerized. Not looking at my short hem.

Do the people out there even care?

It is just a sea of lights out there.