I was standing in the wings back stage
by the exit door
I was standing in my wings,
waiting for the call
Readying to run
down a runway
that I’d run away from before
Wondering if I’d fly or if I’d fall
Feeling overcome with fear
Wanting to be anywhere but here–
next in line
edging toward the exit sing
when a voice said:
Not this time.
Not this time.
This is your time,
Go shine
The lights on you
It seems so clear
that’s why you’re here
to do what you do
So just do what you do.
There comes a time
for us all when we’re called to stage
It may not be on a platform
before a crowd,
when we’re asked to sing,
speak our truth
or voice our rage–
Or take our place
among the misunderstood
and stand there proud
Only you know when that time is yours
But I can see all kinds of open doors
And I can feel the tension
as it tugs at you
And you can walk away
or walk right through
This is you time
Go shine
The light’s on you
What a sweet chance
for your soul to dance
And I’ll be rooting for you
We’ll all be rooting for you
Nobody learns to walk
without taking that first step
Nobody learns to walk
without a fall
Nobody learns to fly
without jumping from a cliff
or somehow risking it all
Risking it all
This is your time
Go shine
The light’s on you.
It seems so clear
that’s why you’re here
and I’ll be rooting for you.
We’ll all be rooting for you.