Lyrics Michael Kiske

Michael Kiske

Sing My Song

Sing my song

Sing my song

'cause I am wrong

So sing my song

It echoes hard to pinch a part of freedom -

If you want it - get it - tonight!

Sing my dear

Sing my dear

Cos I am here so please sing my dear

I'm bitter-sweet

Don't wanna keep my mouth shut

It's lonely here, but it's mine my dear -

Thanks a lot!

Sing my song

Sing my song

If I am wrong

Freakin' sing my song

And tell me does it hurt

To speak the word that makes you fly?

If you can't take much

Your soul won't weight much when you die!

The prize is hot,

So please be not

That common thing that's shimmering

Among the dead!

Sure they give you shit,

But go for it

It makes them bleed

If you stay on your feet

And raise your head!

Sing my song

Sing my song

If I am wrong

Freakin' sing my song!

And tell me does it hurt

To speak the word that makes you strong?

If you don't want it, don't dare to sing my song!