Lyrics:

Sing your song sweet music man Cuz I won't be there to hold your hand Like I used to I'm through with you You're a hell of a singer and a powerful man But you surround yourself with people who demand so little of you You touched my -heart- (its suposed to be soul) with your beautiful song You even had me singing along right with you You said I need you Then you changed the words and added harmony And you sang the song you had written for to someone new ~Chorus~ Nobody sings a love song quite like you do Nobody else can make me sing along Nobody else can make me feel that things are right when I know they're wrong Nobody sings a love song quite like you ~ Sing your song sweet music man You travel the world with your six-piece band That does for you What you ask them to You try to stay young but the songs you've sung to so many people They've all begun to come back on you Sing your song sad music man Your making your living doin one night stands They're through with you They don't need you You're still a hell of a singer but a broken man But you'll keep searching for that one last fan To sing to ~Chorus~