Thursday, March 7, 2013

Post 198: Sing (9/4/09)

 Sing (8/9/09 c, 9/4/09 w - badly)

Words seem to get in the way
Flowing stanzas never seem to have the right words to say

The greatest metaphor, doesn’t seem to do
I can’t find anything worthy of comparison to you

Sing
Even if you’re not alone
Sing; sing like it’s your way home
Because there is something about your voice
A melody, calling to me
Telling me don’t fear the fall
Because you are not in danger at all
Sing, sing for me

You always think, think that you aren’t any good
I would let use my ears if i could
What I hear, is more than the words you say
When you sing
You give; you give your heart away

Sing
Even if you’re not alone
Sing; sing like it’s your way home
Because there is something about your voice
A melody, calling to me
Telling me don’t fear the fall
Because you are not in danger at all
Sing, sing for me

Maybe it’s true, on American Idol you couldn’t get very far
But when you sing, when you sing you tell me
You tell me that you are happy
That’s something I like to hear
Baby, let’s perform a duet
Away from prying ears

Sing
Even if you’re not alone
Sing; sing like it’s your way home
Because there is something about your voice
A melody, calling to me
Telling me don’t fear the fall
Because you are not in danger at all
Sing, sing for me

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