Notre Dame

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Lamentations

Long ago at Notre Dame

In the concert sang I

And afterward something new

The first time I met fans

Walking out of the hall

Many people saw I

And for reasons I don’t understand

They all wanted me

To tell me how

They all like the show

Loved the songs I'd sung

They all wanted me to touch

I didn't know what to do

Years have passed from that day

As still indeed I say

I do not know what to do

When ever I meet a fan

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

In truth this happened to me as a soloist and I still don't know how to deal with fans, forgive this.

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:)

If you come across a fan, turn it on and watch it spin.

 

I can relate, compliments can cause one to become bashful. 


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