The Singer - Randy Houser

She loved the singer

She loved the way he stood on stage and just poured out his heart and soul

She loved the dreamer

The way the lights would hit his eyes

And shine just like a record made of gold

She couldn’t count the times she stayed up all night scared to death and prayin'

Wonderin if he’d ever make it home

She loved the singer

She just couldn’t live the song.

She loved the hero

Even more than that she loved the man without the mask when no one was around

She let him lean on Her lovin arms when he would call

He’d fall she’d pick him up off of the ground

And in her dreams the face she see’s ain’t the one taken with her camera

It’s the one after the mask is taken off

She loved the singer, she just couldn’t live the song.

Trying to hold him is like trying to hold a flame

But she was always just one of a million screaming his name

She loved the poet

Words straight from his heart

Tear you apart then start

To make you fall right back in love

And every day the radio plays one familiar

Then hits her just a little too strong

She loved the singer

She just couldn’t live the song

Trying to hold him is like trying to hold a flame

She was always just one of a million screaming his name

Screaming his name

She loved the singer

Man, she loved the dreamer

She loved the singer

She just couldn’t live the song