AnnaLeigh Jones - Tremble

When he is in my audience
My voice will tremble.
If he is among those hearing me,
My bow on the strings will tremble.
If he is sitting, watching me,
My fingers on the keys will tremble.
If he is throwing roses onto the stage,
Eternitys music will tremble.

AnnaLeigh Jones

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