He`d sing his song most ev`ry night 
Wishing she was there behind the light 
The people danced and sang along 
On the cardboard stage he never sang it wrong 
And the piper played the tune 
And the drummer wore his spurs 
But the song that the singer sang was for her 

Now the singer`s song is never heard 
And the visions he once saw are disappeared 
Now they never dance or sing along 
But on the cardboard stage he never sang it wrong 
And the piper played the tune 
And the drummer wore his spurs 
But the song that the singer sang was for her 

(break) 

Ah..........