Make Music
LYRICS
I used to have a singer Every day I'd ring her on the telephone I'd give her an idea Then go and get a beer while she made it her own
That girl could really wail She put the wind into my sail and the wood on my fire One day I up and told her That I really had to hold her 'cause she was my one true desire
Make music, make love Isn't it all just the same Like a word from above Over and over and over again Make music, all around In the light and the dark and the sun and the rain Like a wheel turning round Over and over and over again
I was her guitarist She thought I was an artist when I wrote her a song I wrote her every day And she asked if I would play while she sang along
She didn't like my lyrics She wanted to be in it so I tried again I never had a muse That I couldn't stand to lose I couldn't bear the pain
Make music, make love Isn't it all just the same Like a word from above Over and over and over again Make music, all around In the light and the dark and the sun and the rain Like a wheel turning round Over and over and over again
Out of love Out of time Losing you Losing my mind
She didn't need to hear me Like I needed her right near me so she walked out the door And now I make my music Somewhere no-one can refuse it any more