I wanted to sing my own tunes
Never thought I'd make it anywhere soon
After knocking on industry doors
And being told I wasn't what we're looking for
But somebody was out there for me
Singing my song
When I thought it was all down to me
It was you all along
In my first band the manager said
Maybe you should hire a singer instead
Stick to writing and playing guitar
A voice like yours will never go too far
But somebody was out there for me
Singing my song
And when I thought it was all down to me
It was you all along
You hold the rights to the show
We now rehearse
The big promoter of the universe
I had stories I wanted to tell
But nobody was buying what I had to sell
I saw things in the heart of a man
Only a sinner would understand