In a small cafe
On a crowded night
In a spot of light
Stands the singer
Then the band begins
And the beat is strong
And the room belongs to the singer
All the people turn
To hear her sad refrain
And catch the cry of pain
That's in her song
But in her haunted face
And in her searching eyes
There is a sign that something's wrong
Now the eager crowd
Hangs on every word
But the sounds are slurred
By the singer
Til the people feel
Every aching part
Of the broken heart
Of the singer
Still, the song goes on
About a love she knew
That seemed so sure, so true
But turned out wrong
And from the tears she shows
Nobody really 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?
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la laaaaa
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la laaaaa
La la la la
