I'm sure you'll hear his name someplace
As you sit in some dark theater
and watch the spotlight on his face
His voice will be mellifluous
like silver and like gold
Dripping clear like honey
rolling sweet off of his tongue
When it stops he will feel sticky
like he did when he begun
Defend your mind against all jealousy
For that voice like a bird
will pluck the fruit off of your tree
He'll step inside of your home,
getting like a childhood friend.
With a sigh for the good old days,
may they never come again.
May you always be grateful,
For al though his songs may charm
the moon down from the sky,
and although his longing voice
may seal the lips that would
will make your eyes grow strong
and the quiet of your footsteps
will let you hear me laugh
I'm sure you'll find him somewhere
when you thought nothing was there
His voice will call as sweetly
as it did the time before
But if you turn your ears away,
Listen to these words from me
I love the way you sing off -key
Listen to these words from me
I love the way you sing, oh,
keep listening to these words
love the way you sing you
