I used to be the one and only
The one that stopped the show
Elegantly producing a tune so unique
But now the second fiddle
We had the time of our lives
I in hand your joy of life
The sounds, my tone, were all you'd hear
But now the second fiddle
It seeds to be an unbelief
A dream I was once dreaming
The lights the stage
The encore plays
But Alas now the second fiddle
Oh how nice to think about the things
The things that were once we
How you fingers strode
Playing songs of ode
Think I the second fiddle
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
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