Quiet, Please...

Quiet, please - there's a lady on stage;

She may not be the latest rage,

But she's singing, and she means it,

And she deserves a little silence.

Quiet, please - there's a woman up there,

And she's been honest through her songs

Long before your consciousness was raised.

Doesn't that deserve a little praise?

So, put your hands together and help her along;

All that's left of the singer's

All that's left of the song.

Stand for the ovation,

And give her one last celebration...

Quiet, please - there's a person up there,

And she's been singing of the things

That none of us could bear to hear for ourselves;

Give her your respect if nothing else.

Quiet, please - there's a lady on stage;

Conductor, turn the final page,

And when it's over we can all go home -

But she lives on - on the stage, alone.

- Peter Allen, Carole Bayer Sager