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]