The lights shining bright on me.
The crowd anxiously watching.
I was 12, when I first performed.
My voice enchanting, piano keys strumming.
Music, how beautiful she is.
Fell in love with the way she talked to me.
All I can see, the future ahead of me.
The crowd is glaring at my presence
Music enlightens my life.
Music is like magic.
Sometimes joyful, sometimes tragic.
The crowd anxiously watching.
I was 12, when I first performed.
My voice enchanting, piano keys strumming.
Music, how beautiful she is.
Fell in love with the way she talked to me.
All I can see, the future ahead of me.
The crowd is glaring at my presence
Music enlightens my life.
Music is like magic.
Sometimes joyful, sometimes tragic.
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