In a small cafe
On a clouded night
In a spotted light
Stands the singer
Than the band begins
And the beat is strong
And the room belongs to the singer
All the people turn to hear the sad refrain
And catch the cry of fame that’s in her song
But in her haunted face
And in her searching eyes
There is a sign that somethings wrong
Now the eager crowd hangs on every word
But the sounds are slurred by the singer
Till the people feel every aching part
Of the broken heart of the singer
Still the song goes on about a love she knew
That seams so sure and true
But turned out wrong
And from the tears she shows
Nobody realy knows
Is she the singer or the song
Is she the singer or the song
As the sad song ends
She hits the final note
It catches in her throat
But comes out strong
And as she bows and goes
Nobody really knows
Was she the singer or the song
Was she the singer or the song
(Walter Marks)
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