| There's a shadow in the dark | |
| A Surgeon with a rusty knife | |
| There's a tiger in a cage | |
| And he's waiting to be free | |
| Oh don't go out there | |
| Someone's moving in the dark | |
| Wait until the coast is clear | |
| Before you step into the scene | |
| You have to know what is for real | |
| Oh don't go out there | |
| Standing in the shadow on the opening night | |
| Waiting for the curtain, can't you feel the bright light? | |
| Standing in the shadow, now there so much more | |
| Gotta face the music make it last a lifetime | |
| There's a cast of thousands | |
| An army waiting in the wings | |
| A ghost out on the balcony | |
| The master's holding centre stage | |
| Oh don't go out there | |
| Feel the pounding in your heart | |
| The tension of a waiting game | |
| But when the memory catches fire | |
| Even whores have dreams | |
| Oh don't go out there | |
| Standing in the shadow on the opening night | |
| Waiting for the curtain, can't you feel the bright light? | |
| Standing in the shadow, now there so much more | |
| Gotta face the music make it last a lifetime | |
| And in the still night a small boy cries | |
| Hands a tremble for his mother's arms | |
| Now there's no-one there | |
| This is the moment his time has come | |
| And through the trap door | |
| He makes his break his journey has begun | |
| Standing in the shadow on the opening night | |
| Waiting for the curtain, can't you feel the bright light? | |
| Standing in the shadow, now there so much more | |
| Gotta face the music make it last a lifetime | |
| Standing in the shadow on the opening night | |
| Waiting for the curtain, can't you feel the bright light? | |
| Standing in the shadow, now there so much more | |
| Gotta face the music make it last a lifetime |