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• Artiste: Ryan Montbleau
• Titre: Here At All
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Sitting on a side porch One I wish it was my own Connecting a great big yard, beautiful people and this home And I am staring at the mountain around which they built this town Painfully reminding myself that I can't stick around And I am looking at all the houses Staring up at all the steeples And I'm meeting so many, so many wonderful people And I tell myself to sit back, relax and have a ball But still I'm wondering what it's like to really be here Here at all. In and out again Another whirlwind town Complete with a tour of the backstage and peeks out the curtain at a crowd And I'm the luckiest young man in the world I know To be shaking so many hands and so far away from home But I am looking out at those girls down below Dancing, laughing telling stories I would like to know And I tell myself to sit back, relax There's another fly upon the wall Who's wondering what it's like to really be here Here at all. In and out again and back on down the road Time to play around but no time to get to know No time to make up my mind Lucky, unlucky what's it gonna be this time Do I rise? Do I fall? Am I just another fly upon the wall? Am I here, here, here at all? Now the microphone's been checked The stage is set and ready Faces toward the front crying, “Rock me steady, rock me steady.” And I'm the luckiest young man in the world I know To be here shaking so many asses and so far away from home But I am looking out at those girls down below Dancing, laughing with the faces I would so much love to know And I tell myself to sit back, relax and have a ball And consider myself lucky to even be here That I can even be here Here at all.