Something Simple

You're in an empty building, working all alone

Thinking about your friends & family, you've left behind at home

You shake everything off and pretend to be OK

You've got another show to plan, just like any other day

When you work 20 hour days, sometimes 7 days a week

The office becomes your home, co-workers become family

After setting things up, making sure things are right

You sit there discussing with the crew, your show tonight

The crowd is now arriving an hour before the show

You put on your game face, get everyone ready to go

now it all comes down to this, you've known right from the start

Many hours were put into this, & it all comes from the heart

It's your job to motivate all those on scene

Quite often all your hard work goes unseen

Everything is over, another day is done

Tomorrow you'll be right back to where you begun

The show is all over, it's time to pack it up

Your emotions are running wild, you want to erupt

You are ecstatic that things seemed to go well

Little do they know putting things together was a living hell

And the only thing that stops your from breaking down

Is you know you'll see everybody next time 'round

You're all packed up and ready to roll

Grab your bags & jacket and head out into the cold

Just as you are leaving out that frigid place

Somebody stops you because they have something to say

They tell you what a good time they had

You made them forget all the problems that they have

Even though you're tired, with what you went through

It all seems like it's worth it, when people complement you