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What Singing Means To Me
I’ve been looking forward to this moment
Since the beginning of the year
And now the time’s come
It’s finally here
We all stand there
In our long black dresses
As the audience waits
We start to have second guesses
We start to get nervous
Everyone wants to hear us
This is what we’ve practiced for
And now the time is near us
I look to our director
He gives me the cue
And I walk on stage
The leader of the group
We file onto stage
Ready as ever
We start to sing
And it sounds even better
Better then we sang in rehearsal
Hours of work paid off right then and there
The music flows right out f us
Without a flaw anywhere
For we know this music
We know the routine
But in its own way
Each concert’s special to me
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