I can make the stars Or I can make you see some Sprinkle some fairy dust And make you shine Or load you in dust To make you blind I can pull the strings And make you dance to my tune You could be a dancing mermaid Or nothing for all I care You sing, I chorus You dance, I group You shout, I amplify You cry, I shut down You get standing ovation And continuous claps Followed by fame and wealth Which you forget to share I stand in shadows behind you Always making the magic happen For, you never remember There is no you without me There is no puppet without a puppeteer No King without a kingmaker I can make or break lives Just with my whim Filling me with satisfaction Upto the brim There is no other place that I’d rather be One which is not “behind the scenes.”