Every day I hear a melody
Something tells me that my own song has yet to be
Watching people live their lives
Finding the sun, finding someone
Wish as much as I may
Each day you'll still find me playing
Everybody's song but not my own
Somehow the words never fit
Somehow the song isn't right
Although the day may be good
I've learnt it ends in the night
Every day I hear a melody
Something tells me that my own song has yet to be
Watching people live their lives
Finding the sun, finding someone
Wish as much as I may
Each day you'll still find me playing
Everybody's song but not my own
So many roads still to take
So many tears to be shed
So many plans to be made
Such unsung songs in my head
All I hear is like a memory
Life intended for someone else, but not for me
Sounds and voices from the past
Quiet and slow, tender and low
Though the sadness may sting
There's music that I'll be singing
Everybody's song but not my own
