From Stacks to Stages

[Intro]
[Verse]
The Greyhound hissed a final smoky sigh
Beneath a canyon made of steel and sky
I stepped onto the curb in sensible heels
To see if all the Technicolor is real
The air is thick with diesel and with grit
But heavens, I am loving every bit
I’ve left the silence of the reading room
To find a place where louder flowers bloom
[Chorus]
Oh, the lights are blinking G-major bright
A million stars in the middle of the night
The yellow cabs hum a syncopated beat
Right here in the heart of Forty-Second Street
I’ve got a flyer tucked inside my sleeve
With a heart that’s ready to believe
Goodbye to the Dewey Decimal shelf
I’m finally going to find myself
[Verse]
I used to count the fines on overdue books
And trade the local boys for polite looks
But now I’m dodging steam and silver grates
While flirting with the whimsy of the Fates
My coat is wool, my spirit’s made of fire
I’m climbing up a skyscraper of desire
One crumpled page is all I have to show
But it’s the only map I need to know
[Bridge]
Watch out for the vendor! Avoid the sedan!
I’m dodging a lady with a leopard-print fan
A newsie is shouting, a whistle is blowing
I haven’t a clue where on earth I am going
Is that a director? A star? Or a crook?
It’s better than any adventure in a book
I’m breathless and frantic and slightly distressed
But I’ve never felt more remarkably blessed
[Break]
[Chorus]
Yes, the lights are blinking G-major bright
I’m a brand new spark in the city light
The pavement’s hard but the dream is sweet
As I find my rhythm on a city street
I’ve got a flyer tucked inside my sleeve
With a heart that’s ready to believe
Goodbye to the Dewey Decimal shelf
I’m finally going to find myself
[Hook]
I’m here!
I’m really here!
The air is crisp and the path is clear
[Solo]
[Build-up]
No more whispers in the hall
I’m gonna answer the curtain call
From the library quiet to the Broadway roar
I’m knocking on every single stage door
[Chorus]
Let the brass section start to play
I’m making my debut today
The marquee is waiting to spell out my name
In a halo of electric flame
I’ve got a flyer tucked inside my sleeve
With a heart that’s ready to believe
Goodbye to the Dewey Decimal shelf
I’m finally going to find myself
[Post-Chorus]
I’m finally going to find myself
I’m finally going to find myself
[Outro]