The Singer

(Album: Kwamie Liv Synger Toppen Af Poppen - 2019)

I always had the voice and now I am a singer
The audience goes quiet
When I open up my mouth
I sing the words I've written
Every night before a crowd
As if I was a poet
With some legendary mind

They wonder what I'm doing
Up here on the stage
They stare at my posture
And say I speak so rare
I sing about my loneliness
And in return they thank me
I never meant to be a singer
But I'm slowly getting used to the idea

I'm part of this whole movement
That people come to see
They drive for seven hours
All across the country
We raise our voice in unison
At the end of the night
People break into tears
For reasons I don't know

They just want to understand me
They just want to understand me
They just want to understand me
And I sing
Yes, I sing
Yes, I sing
To be loved
To be loved
To be loved