Letras
Curtain's a sheet tied to the tree
Wooden spoon microphone
Just me
Neighbors peeking over the fence
Clapping hands
It all made sense
Backyard stage
I was the star
Pretend crowd cheering from afar
No ticket lines no velvet rope
Just a kid with a dream and hope
Mom's old scarf was my rockstar cape
Dad's toolbox turned into my tape
The grass was green
The sky was wide
The world was small but I felt alive
Every show a masterpiece
Every cheer my masterpiece
Backyard stage I was the star
Pretend crowd cheering from afar
No ticket lines no velvet rope
Just a kid with a dream and hope
Now I stand on real big stages
But I'm still that kid turning pages
In my head
That tree still stands
With a spoon mic shaking in my hands