Born to sing Songtext

von Colm Wilkinson

I said: It would never work, you said: Let us try.
I said: I'm a travelling man who will only make you cry.
And when the feeling hit me and I had to move along
You said: You were right, I guess, you must sing your song.

[Refrain]
And a man is born to do one thing and I was born to sing.
And I must take the good times and the bad times that it brings.
And I missed you in the morning but most of all at night.
And I couldn't stop the music, though I tried with all my might.

I lie in bed and watch the shadows moving on the wall.
And the loneliness is killing me, so I turn the radio on.
And I need you now, I want you, in the slow morning light.
And the music makes it easier, but it doesn't make it right.

[Refrain]

Some day, I hope, you will understand why I live this way.
Songs keep moving in my head, this music I must play.
So I pack my bags and once again I get out on the road.
Another day, maybe tonight, I might catch my soul.

[Refrain]

And a man is born to do one thing and I was born to sing.
And I must take the good times and the bad times that it brings.
And I missed you in the morning, oh but most of all at night.
And I couldn't stop the music (Couldn't stop the music).
No, I couldn't stop the music.
Because I, hey I was born, born to sing.
Born to sing, born to sing, born to sing.