As soon as I sang the next part of the song, I could see smiles appearing on people's faces.
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How many times do I have to tell you?
Even when you're crying, you're beautiful too...
The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood...
You're my downfall, you're my muse...
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues...
I can't stop singing, it's ringing in my head for you...
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Since almost everyone was crying, hearing me sing about how beautiful she looked crying made people smile at the irony of the situation, as if I knew they would be crying right then!
Unlike the upbeat songs I used to sing, even though I was singing the third chorus of the song, the audience didn't sing along with me, and I didn't ask them to.