He'd say music was the home for your pain
And explain, I was young, he would say
Take that rage, put it on a page
Take the page to the stage
Blow the roof off the place
I'm tryna make you proud
Do everything you did
I hope you're up there with God
Saying that's my kid

I still look for your face in the crowd
Oh if you could see me now
Would you stand in disgrace or take a bow
Oh if you could see me now


The Script - If you could see me now