You wouldnt listen

You couldnt see

All you have left now-ow-ow

Are words you sa-ang to me



Sing your song sweet music man

I won't be there to hold your hand

Like I used to do

I'm through with you

You're a hell 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 so-ongs

You even had me singin' along right wi-ith you

You said I nee-eed you

Then you changed the words and harmony

And you sang the song you'd written for me

To someone new



But nobody sings a love song quite like you do-oo-oo

Nobody else can make me si-ing 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 ma-an

You travel the world with a six-piece band

That does for you

What you ask them to

And you try to stay young but the songs you sing

So many people who've begun to come back on you



Sing your song sad music ma-an

You're makin' your livin' doin' one night stands

That prove to you

They don't nee-eed you

Youre still a hell of a singer but a broken man

You keep on lookin' for one last fan

To sing your tune



But nobody sings a love song quite like you do-oo-oo

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 [fade]