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He’s talking about his singer
Of his rag tag little band, of course
And I
Can’t help
But feel this pang
At “my singer” in passing
It’s not like it means anything
Anything at all
Other than a handy way to talk about the singer in his band
But the irrational side of me
The emotional side of me
The fantastical side of me
Feels this twinge of pain
Wondering, “when will I be his singer?"
Of his rag tag little band, of course
And I
Can’t help
But feel this pang
At “my singer” in passing
It’s not like it means anything
Anything at all
Other than a handy way to talk about the singer in his band
But the irrational side of me
The emotional side of me
The fantastical side of me
Feels this twinge of pain
Wondering, “when will I be his singer?"