The Singer

In a small cafe 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 her sad refrain
 And catch the cry of pain that's in her song
 But in her haunted face
 And in her searching eyes
 There is a sign that something's wrong
 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
 On about a love she knew
 That seemed so sure, so true
 But turned out wrong
 And from the tears
 She shows nobody really knows
 Is she the singer or the song
 Is she the singer or the song
 As the sad song ends
 She hits the final note
 It catches in her throat
 But comes out strong
 And as she bows and goes
 Nobody really knows
 Was she the singer or the song
 Was she the singer, or the song
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