I Really Have to Go Now

FIRST VERSE

I really have to go now.

It's time to start my show;

But I'm so glad you stopped to see me

It's been so long.

If we had the time, I could talk on and on  --

There's good things to say, but the timing's wrong

But you see, it doesn't matter anyway.

You broke my heart so many times --

Women, cards and lies all the time

You left me to start all over all alone.

SECOND VERSE

I feel like I'm back home --

On the stage where I belong.

I've got hits now. My career's going strong.

No, I really don't hate you.

It's just that I don't need you.

My music fills my life, since I don't have you.

So go on and take your new wife home.

She looks so tired sitting there alone.

And a woman needs her rest

With a baby on the way.

(She waves and smiles as her assistant escorts the two visitors out. As they depart, as she returns to her preparations to go on stage. Now she grows melancholy, singing more quietly to yourself) 

THIRD VERSE

There's more that I could tell you,

But I won't share that with you.

The nights are long without someone to hold.

And I don't need some cheap affair.

I'll just cry myself to sleep somewhere

Success is sweet, but the lonely road

Is hard to bear.

(So now her expression changes again as she shakes off the distraction, gazing at framed family photos from the dressing table, and her face brightens with a resolute smile as she prepares to head toward the door to go on stage.)

So I'll just go do my show again

And pray I'll see my family soon.

Although it seems they have no time left for me.

LAST VERSE

I'll send their Christmas presents

And I'll mail their birthday cards.

But I'll prob'ly spend another Christmas alone.

They have their own lives to lead

And lots of hungry mouths to feed.

I've got my career and I guess it all seems fair.

So until that final curtain falls,

I'll think of the good times through it all.

Then I'll take my place in God's heavenly choir.

(And the video follows her onto the stage with the mike. She starts her show, greeting her

 audience excited, screaming fans.)

FADE OUT 

Author's Note

These verses can be sung to the tune of Conway Twitty's "Orchid." Imagine a music video here in which a woman singing star is standing in her dressing room dressed in a gorgeous stage costume. The scenes fade in and out, between her singing this song and background video of her in an animated interaction with her ex-husband, who has stopped by unexpectedly to visit her before her stage performance. Her personal assistant is busy attending a very pregnant lady seated near the dressing room door.