Almost Famous

I wanna be happy
Is that too much to ask?
Just when I get it right
It fades to black

I wanna be lucky
Like I used to be
21 and invincible
And I’m never growing old
You should’ve seen me then
I was something else

I wanna have money
Is that too much to ask?
Lord knows I got bills to pay
And places I wanna see
My face on the cover
Of a shiny magazine

I’m almost famous
But not quite there
Yeah I got friends, man
But they don’t care
They got songs on the radio
They got the lights, and the sold out shows

I’m a little nervous
But that won’t stop me
Come hell or whatever
I’ll still believe

That I got something
Inside these bones
A heart too big
Not to find a home
Among the stars
And the fading lights
Someday tomorrow
Won’t keep me up at night
Someday tomorrow
Won’t keep me up at night

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Written by Chad Sugg