I assemble with the Choir,
Ready to sing our songs.
The notes start to form within us
And this wonderful sound emanates.
It could be any type of music,
From classical to pop,
We will sing anything.
And as I sing I always try my best,
Sometimes I get it wrong,
But all life is like that.
If my life,
Or my singing,
Were perfect,
For what would I aim.