THE SINGER

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He is a singer who wakens past dreams

Tonight there are almost times it would seem

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He's chosen and sang his songs just for me

But that is impossible for you see

 

There's no way on earth he could ever know

Which favourites of mine to sing in his show

 
Songs that take me back to my yesteryears

To the days of my youth when I had no fears

 
What's growing old I can still hear me say

That's for tomorrow I'll live for today

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And I really did live life to the full

Few cares and worries just playing it cool

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Taking nothing and no one seriously

And all that I needed was to feel free

 

How strange that the voice of this man can call
Back times long ago with no effort at all 

So please sing again the songs I've loved best 
Let my mood, time and memories, do the rest