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Neil Young

Singer Without A Song

 

Singer Without A Song


She's a singer without a song she's living
Drifting on her melody of gold
Looking for the words behind her feeling
She's ready for a woman to unfold

But something lingers out there in the distance
Like a phone call no-one wants to make
Like an answer to the question no-ones asking
Like a chance no-one seems to take

She's a singer without a song she's living
She's a singer without a song she's living
She's a singer without a song she's living
Trying to ride the hook home

Now she feels it slipping through her fingers
As she holds the crowd in her hand
If only someone would believe her
She could sing the words that they could understand

Still they want desperately to love her
As she sings their heartbeat with all her soul
All she needs is the words behind her feeling
And she's waiting for a moment to unfold

She's a singer without a song she's living
She's a singer without a song she's living
She's a singer without a song she's living
Trying to ride the hook home

She's a singer without a song she's living
She's a singer without a song she's living
She's a singer without a song she's living
Trying to ride the hook home

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