Written by: Neil Young
Year: 2012
Era: Psychedelic Pill
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She's a singer without a song she's living Driftin’ on her melody of gold Lookin’ for the words behind her feelings She’s ready for a moment to unfold But somethin’ lingers out there in the distance Like a phone call no one wants to make Like an answer to the question no one's asking Like a chance no one seems to take She's a singer without a song she's living She's a singer without a song she's living She's a singer without a song she's living Trying to write the hook home Now she feels it slippin' through her fingers As she holds the crowd in her hands If only someone would believe her She could sing the words that they could understand Still they want desperately to love her As she sings their heartbeat with all her soul All she needs is the words behind their feelings And she's waiting for a moment to unfold She's a singer without a song she's living She's a singer without a song she's living She's a singer without a song she's living Trying to write the hook home She's a singer without a song she's living She's a singer without a song she's living She's a singer without a song she's living Trying to write the hook home

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