Imagine How It Will Be
Imagine how it would be.
The sounds, the Lights
The smell of the place.
The smiles on the peoples faces.
The fans will yell and scream,
It'll be a h*** of a day.
When this little band hits main stream.
No need to hit the brakes, just make the paces.
Meet and greet the faces,
No need for a plan,
Just dumb this old van,
Take a bus to never never land!
Oh! Imagine how it will be...
Copyright © Heather Birwell | Year Posted 2009
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