When It’s Over It’s Over Songtext
von Nemo James

When it′s over, it's over
There′ll be no more curtain calls
Your senses still glowing
From the thrill of it all
The heart is still aching
From the words set on fire
Voices still shaking
A seat that never tires


When it's over it's over
But the memory never fades
Echoes from a distant past
Fill the empty stage
Comforting the restless soul
Helping get through the night
When eyes are closed what really counts
Is what remains in sight

A young boy and his mother taking each day as it comes
Cold and hungry, sometimes scared, sometimes out of turn
The greatest gift she ever gave was to make him see
If you have theatre in your life, a rich man you will be

When it′s over it′s over
A man sits alone
A life of fulfilment
With a family of his own
Every week in a theatre seat
The man becomes a boy
A mother in his heart
And a life that's filled with joy