"The Singer" lyrics

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?