Sweet Musicman

Sing a song sweet music man,
'Cos I won't be there to hold your hand like I used to.
I'm through with you.
You're a heck of a singer and powerful man,
But you surround yourself with people who demand so little of you.
You touched my soul with your beautiful song.
You even had me singin' along right with you.
You said: "I need you."
Then you changed the words and added harmony
Then you sang the song you had written for me to someone new.

Oh, but nobody sings a love song quite like you do.
Oh, and nobody else can make me sing along.
Nobody else can make me feel,
Things are right when I know they're wrong.
Nobody sings a love song quite like you.

Sing your song sweet music man.
Travel the world with a six-piece band that does for you,
What you tell 'em to.
And you try to stay young but the songs are sung,
To so many people who've all begun came back on you.

Sing your song sad music man.
Makin' your living doing one-night stands; they're through with you,
They don't need you.
You're still a heck of a singer but a broken man,
But you'll keep on lookin' for one last fan to sing to.

Oh, but nobody sings a love song quite like you do.
Oh, and nobody else can make me sing along.
Nobody else can make me feel,
Things are right when I know they're wrong.
Nobody sings a love song quite like you.

Sing your song sweet music man,
I believe in you.