The Lonely 1 Wilco

After the show
You walked right past
Arms reached out
For your autograph

And as you flashed
Your backstage pass
I caught your eye
With a camera's flash

When the band came out
They stood behind you
Cymbals crashed
The lights went blue

You stood alone
In the halo's haze
Shiny guitar hung on
Gold lamé
And you
You were the lonely one
You were
The lonely one

When you perform
It's so intense
When the critics pan
I write in your defense