Waiting in the Wings
When in all despair, I go there
Waiting in the wings
Where heart will soar and spirit fly
Waiting in the wings
All goes dark on the scheduled mark
Waiting in the wings
The world is silent. No one speaks
Waiting in the wings
The music starts. Prepare the arts
Waiting in the wings
The lights go up. My time has come
No longer waiting in the wings
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