I wrote the song when I had no voice.
Made the decision when I had no choice.
Played the music when I had no hands.
Danced along when I could not stand.
Wrote the words when I was confused.
And wasn't looking when I heard my muse.
The lyrics now are the final thing.
So we will wait to hear Marsha sing.
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 1:01 PM UTC
I wrote the song when I had no voice.
Made the decision when I had no choice.
Played the music when I had no hands.
Danced along when I could not stand.
Wrote the words when I was confused.
And wasn't looking when I heard my muse.
The lyrics now are the final thing.
So we will wait to hear Marsha sing.
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