Not the Same
I'll hold the fort down while you're gone
And while you are I'll carry on
But know that you'll be thought about
And thought about and thought about
Your spot on stage though be it near
Won't be the same unless your here
For no one cheese and bread I'll bring
Until when you come back to sing
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2025
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