Absent Minded
Oh...That's my cue
I'll sit here and wait,
I'll listen carefully,
to each and every line.
I'll hide behind the curtain's mask,
and patiently wait till it's time.
I can smile if you want me,
Maybe I can make myself cry...
I'll keep my body in shape.
Oh hold on it's almost that time.
You'll always get that feeling,
the one only a star can describe.
You should always know the treasury..
of being cherished through time,
You'll always have that lump in your throat,
Only the first couple of times,
you'll see how they sparkle..
with teeth sparkly white.
I'll see how interesting you are,
Oh... sorry.
Maybe I should sigh.
I'll sit here waiting,
Concentrating on hearing everytime.
I'll wait to make an appearance,
and conquer the butterflies.
Oh wait that's my cue,
What's my line...?
I'll listen carefully,
to each and every line.
I'll hide behind the curtain's mask,
and patiently wait till it's time.
I can smile if you want me,
Maybe I can make myself cry...
I'll keep my body in shape.
Oh hold on it's almost that time.
You'll always get that feeling,
the one only a star can describe.
You should always know the treasury..
of being cherished through time,
You'll always have that lump in your throat,
Only the first couple of times,
you'll see how they sparkle..
with teeth sparkly white.
I'll see how interesting you are,
Oh... sorry.
Maybe I should sigh.
I'll sit here waiting,
Concentrating on hearing everytime.
I'll wait to make an appearance,
and conquer the butterflies.
Oh wait that's my cue,
What's my line...?
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Oh...That`s my cue
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