Ill be glad to sign my autograph if you want me to
God knows I love singin, that's what I was born to do
You see me up there center stage in the spotlight for a while
But in the things that really matter Im just sittin on the aisleCause Ive seen a third grade angel with dark circles neath her eyes
Not a trace of hair left on her head saying, Daddy, please dont cry
A single Mom working overtime, a college kid readin to the blind
When you look for heroes know that Im just a singer in a bandIm thankful to be living in this childhood dream come true
But sometimes the attention just leaves me confused
Yeah, I love my T-shirt on those kids, my name there up in lights
But when the show is done and Im on the bus ridin through the nightI think of New York City and those firemen and cops
Who ran in and laid down their lives because it was their job
A soldier in a field of mines with each step he lays it on the line
When you look for heroes know that Im just a singer in a band