The Singer Lyrics
In a small cafйOn a crowded nightin a spot of lightstands the singer, And the band beginsand the beat is strongand the room belongsto the singer, All the people turn to hearthe sad refrainand catch the cry of painthat’s in his songbut in his haunted faceand in his searching eyesthere’s sign that something’s wrongnow the eager crowdhangs on every wordbut the sounds are slurred by the singertill the people feel every aching partof the broke heart of the singerstill the song goes onabout a love e knewthat seemed so sure and truebut turned out wrongand from the tears he showsnobody really knowsis he the singer or the song? Is he the singer or the song? As the sad song endshe hits the final noteit catches in his throatbut comes out strongand as he bows and goesnobody really knowswas he the singer or the song? Was he the singer or the song?
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