Sit there like a sad and very tired child Hold your glass too tight tho all that's left is ice Thousand yard stare, life's a battlefield behind stage lights Ah but Lu, you made us cry tonight All those years you dreamed of making the show Fame it seems to, only make the pain grow When drinking with the boys, you always held your own Ah but Lu, how we gonna get you home When the lights went down You made us feel a little less alone Ah but Lu, how we gonna get you home Starts so simple, the belief in something more God or grief or just one poem opens up that door Of a heart too big, for it's container You got a glimpse of heaven, and you ordered one more When the lights went down ... Ah but Lu, how you gonna get you home Oh we know this story, oh we know this story Destroyed by your own fire or burnished into gold I need your songs still, please get home