|
I always had the voice, and now |
|
I am a singer. |
|
The audience grows silent when |
|
I open up my mouth. |
|
I sing the words |
|
I've written every night before a crowd. |
|
As if I were a poet or some legendary mind. |
|
They wonder what |
|
I'm doing up there on the stage. |
|
They stare at my posture and say |
|
I speak so well. |
|
I sing about my loneliness and in return they thank me. |
|
I had never meant to be a singer, but |
|
I'm slowly getting used to the idea. |
|
I am a part of this whole movement that people come to see. |
|
They drive for seven hours from all across the country. |
|
We raise our voices in unison at the end of the show. |
|
People break into tears for reasons |
|
I don't know. |
|
They just try to understand me, and |
|
I sing to be loved. |
