The Singer

[Verse 1]

In a small café on a crowded night

In a spot of light stands the singer

Then the band begins and the beat is strong

And the room belongs to the singer

All the people turn to hear the sad refrain

And catch the cry of pain that's in his song

But in his haunted face and in his searching eyes

There is a sign that something's wrong

[Verse 2]

Now the eager crowd hangs on every word

But the sounds are slurred by the singer

'Til the people feel every aching part

Of the broken heart of the singer

Still the song goes about a love he knew

That seemed so sure and true but turned out wrong

And from the tears he shows, nobody really knows

Is he the singer or the song?

Is he the singer or the song?

[Bridge]

La, la la la la la la

La la, la la la la

La da do do la la

[Verse 3]

As the sad song ends he hits the final note

It catches in his throat but comes out strong

And as he bows and goes nobody really knows

Was he the singer or the song?

Was he the singer or the song?