Singer In A Band

**** I'll be glad to sign my autograph If you want me to God knows I love singing It's what I was born to do You see me up there center stage In the spotlight for awhile But in the things that really matter I'm just sitting on the isle Cuz I've seen a third grade angel with Dark circles 'neath her eyes Not a trace of hair left on her head Sayin daddy don't you cry A single mom workin overtime A college kid reading to the blind When you look for heroes know that I'm just A singer in a band Verse 2: I'm thankful to be living in This childhood dream come true But sometimes the attention Just leaves me confused Hey, I love my t-shirt on those kids My name there up in lights But when the show is done and I'm on the bus Riding through the night Chorus 2: I think of third grade angels with Dark circles 'neath their eyes Not a trace of hair left on their head Sayin daddy don't you cry A soldier in a field of mines With each step he lays it on the line When you look for heroes know that I'm just A singer in a band Instrumental: I'm humbled when you take the time To hear my life in verse and rhyme But when it comes to heroes I know I'm just A singer in a band A singer in a band I'll be glad to sign my autograph if you want me to