Do what you do,

but only what you love to do. 

I'm begging you to do it,

there are billions waiting for you. 

We're holding our breath,

hoping your quest bears righteous fruit. 

Oh to be basking in your glory,

would fill us with joy to our roots.

The stage of life,

it's been waiting for you;

calling out your name,

beckoning for you to bloom. 

I want to see the happiness,

feel that pride glow within you.

Take the colours that you need,

paint a picture with every hue.

If you should ever fall,

rise higher than before. 

Grow with the journey,

but always be better than your faults.

I'll just be flowing along

in my spring of eternal hope. 

Oh please, won't you please,

just love what you do. 

Don't leave it so late,

that some of us miss out on you; 

I've believed in you this long,

but I don't have a forever to bet on you. 

The stage of life,

it's ever begging for you. 

Do the best with what you're given,

the audience is ever willing. 

The stage of life,

it's ever ready for you;

don't let all the hate,

break that love blossoming within you.