Sing a song sweet music man
'Cause 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 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
Then you sang the song
You had written for me to someone new
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 a six piece band
That does for you what you ask them to
You try to stay on with the songs
You sung to so many people
Have all begun to come back on you
Sing your song sad music man
You're making your living doing 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 on looking
For one last fan to sing to
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