In a small cafe
On a clouded night 
In a spotted light 
Stands the singer

Than the band begins
And the beat is strong
And the room belongs to the singer

All the people turn to hear the sad refrain
And catch the cry of fame that’s in her song
But in her haunted face 
And in her searching eyes
There is a sign that somethings wrong

Now the eager crowd hangs on every word 
But the sounds are slurred by the singer 
Till the people feel every aching part 
Of the broken heart of the singer 

Still the song goes on about a love she knew 
That seams so sure and true
But turned out wrong

And from the tears she shows
Nobody realy knows 
Is she the singer or the song
Is she the singer or the song 

As the sad song ends
She hits the final note
It catches in her throat
But comes out strong

And as she bows and goes
Nobody really knows
Was she the singer or the song
Was she the singer or the song

(Walter Marks)

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