Feeling my heart in my throat, I
Approach center stage,
And I raise my flute to my lips.
The piano strikes a chord.
...
How will I know how to comfort her when she comes to me with her tears?
How can I teach her right and wrong from everything she hears?
How will I encourage her on her first day of school?
How will I teach her to use a bad experience as a tool?
...
I didn't want to let myself fall for you too hard.
I wanted to protect myself and not let down my guard.
But your golden eyes and gentle smile became too much for me.
And I found myself dreaming about how things could be.
...
Moment Of Glory
Feeling my heart in my throat, I
Approach center stage,
And I raise my flute to my lips.
The piano strikes a chord.
I begin to play.
Melodic lines flow from my fingertips.
The tones are so beautiful. I know I'm doing well.
My confidence grows.
I have played brilliantly. I smile to myself
As my piece draws to a close.
A second of silence, then
The audience roars appreciatively,
For I've told their story.
My role on earth now fulfilled
Years of hard work,
One moment of glory.