Cheap Seats

Oh, I've been right where you are

Putting miles on my car

Driving to some dead end job each day

Smiling for my tips

Picking up those extra shifts

Waitressing all my best years away

Some nights I'll buy a ticket and sit alone

In the Mother Church up in the highest row

I'm in the cheap seats

Watching the big show

Hoping that one day I'll look back and know

That every big dream

And every hard prayer

And every long road

Would deliver me up there

Singin' for the cheap seats

Singin' for the cheap seats

Halfway through a busy night

I get a song idea to write

And I slip out back to get the chorus down

Now table twenty eight

Is complaining about the wait

And my manager just shakes his head and frowns

I won't let them have the best of me

One day I'll quit this job and then they'll see

I'm in the cheap seats

Watching the big show

Hoping that one day I'll look back and know

That every big dream

And every hard prayer

And every long road

Would deliver me up there

Singin' for the cheap seats

Singin' for the cheap seats

I'm so hungry I can taste it

Want so badly just to make it

I've got a thousand songs inside me left to write

Gotta find my voice and use it

Set true North and do not lose it

And keep that candle burnin' through the night

I want everything before I'm ready

And it'll only come once I am standing steady

Here's to the cheap seats

Now I'm the big show

I wish I could go back and tell that girl that I know

That every big dream

And every hard prayer

And every long road

Would deliver me up there

Singin' for the cheap seats

Singin' for the cheap seats

Yes to the cheap seats

Yes to the cheap seats