They all reach to touch him As he walks out on the stage They came to see the legend And to hear the legend sing While the men sit there applauding Ladies love him with their eyes And he looks just like a legend should Up there in all those lights But they don't know, after the show How fast the legend fades How he reaches for the bottle When guitars are put away And the photograph of the love he had Fills his trembling hand There's a lonely world of difference Between the legend and the man He's won all the shiny statues All the records pressed in gold But he lost what really matters What he really wanted most And tonight in some big city Lord, he'll drive the crowd insane They'll feel the pleasure of his songs But they won't feel his pain 'Cause they don't know after the show How fast the legend fades How he reaches for the bottle When guitars are put away And the photograph of the love he had Fills his trembling hand There's a lonely world of difference Between the legend and the man There's a lonely world of difference Between the legend and the man