The singer tells his story in the songs he's singing About a life he never leaves behind The singer searches for the perfect meaning In all the dreams that dance across his mind Laugh with him... Winter grows into spring Cry with him Lovers sing out of key And out of time and nothing rhymes And your life goes on and all in all of his songs... The singer makes you happy even in his sorrow Knowing fame's not promised him tomorrow He sings his song as if it were the last The last song Laugh with him Cry with him Live life and die with him And if everybody loves the singer And everybody loves the singer Then why oh why Does the singer need love?