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Some may say Those who wait Very often win They say patience Is a virtue In a world of sin Still I'm praying each and every time I almost win That my visions will grow up to be proof You may say There's no way But how can that be? So would you Be untrue And ignore your dreams? There are some things in this world that I hold dear to me Like permission to audition for you Giving girls fancy pearls, gold, and diamonds rings Weaving worlds of mazurkas and youthful springs Arias as starry as the stars you scheme Giving girls just like me empty dreams So while I Take the sky Wrap it right around me As the audience replies With such a jubilee I'm delighted, but still it'd mean the world to me For permission to audition for you It's my mission, make my vision come true From Letras Mania