Barbra Streisand - The Singer lyrics
[Barbra Streisand - The Singer lyrics]
In a small café on a crowded night
In a spot of light stands the singer
And 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's sign that something's wrong
Now the eager crowd hangs on every word
But the sounds are slurred by the singer
Till the people feel every aching part
Of the broke heart of the singer
Still the song goes on about a love e 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?
As the sad song ends he hit's 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?
In a spot of light stands the singer
And 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's sign that something's wrong
Now the eager crowd hangs on every word
But the sounds are slurred by the singer
Till the people feel every aching part
Of the broke heart of the singer
Still the song goes on about a love e 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?
As the sad song ends he hit's 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?