Colm T. Wilkinson

Born to Sing

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"

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

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

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

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, though I tried with all my might

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 wаs born… Born to sing Born to sing Born to sing Born to ѕing