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 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 me
Cry with me
Live life and die with me
And if everybody loves the singer
And everybody loves the singer
Then why oh why oh why
Do I need love?