Lyric

I was close to giving up, I swear

Telling myself, “I’m too old to care”

Broadway was the dream I used to keep

But only a few get past the leap

So I said, “Maybe luck’s not on my side”

And tried to push the hope aside

Locked it up, threw away the key

But deep in my heart, it stayed with me

Cleaning out the drawers, thought I'd let it go

Held it in my hand, but couldn’t throw

What was I really chasing all this time?

Then I found a page from when I tried

To the me I’ve yet to meet

I won’t give up ,not even today

To the me I’ve yet to meet

Even when I stumble, I won’t walk away

I closed my journal, held it tight

Then opened a new one, page so white

To the me I’ve yet to meet

I won’t give up , I’ll make this dream complete

A stack of journals worn and bent

The script is due in three more days

Even now when I don’t know what to do

I pull them out like a lucky charm or two

The answer was always near, I see

It stayed right there inside of me

This time, my lead will take the stage

She’s got that Broadway kind of rage

I asked myself if I got it wrong

But still, I couldn’t leave the song

I tried each path, gave all I had

What was it I truly longed to do?

To the me I’ve yet to meet

I won’t give up ,not even today

To the me I’ve yet to meet

Even when I stumble, I won’t walk away

I closed my journal, held it tight

Then opened a new one, page so white

To the me I’ve yet to meet

I won’t give up , I’ll make this dream complete

My moment comes once the play has closed

I face the crowd with just one line

“Thank you,” with all my heart laid bare

To the me I’ve yet to meet

There’s still so much I want to do

To the me I’ve yet to meet

Some days go wrong, but I’m still pushing through

The dream was always close to me

Right there, inside my open palm

To the me I’ve yet to meet

I reached that dream, and found a brand new one