The Singer

The singer tells his story in the songs he's singing

About a life he never leaves behind

The singer searches for the perfect meaning

In all the dreams that dance across his mind

Laugh with him...

Winter grows into spring

Cry with him

Lovers sing out of key

And out of time and nothing rhymes

And your life goes on and all in all of his songs...

The singer makes you happy even in his sorrow

Knowing fame's not promised him tomorrow

He sings his song as if it were the last

The last song

Laugh with him

Cry with him

Live life and die with him

And if everybody loves the singer

And everybody loves the singer

Then why oh why

Does the singer need love?