Lyrics Everybody's Song but My Own - Norma Winstone

Everyday i hear a Melody
Somethings tell me that my own song
As at to be
Watch you people lived their lifes
Fine in the sun
Finding in somewhere
WISH as much as me.
Itch day find me play
Everybody song but not my own.

Somehow the words that fit
Somehow the song as right
Over the day maybe good
I learn the end of the night.

Everyday i hear a Melody
Somethings tell me that my own song
As at to be
Watch you people lived their life
Fine in the sun
Finding in somewhere
WISH as much as me.
Itch day find me play
Everybody song but not my own.

So many road still take
So many tear to be Shape
So many plans to be made
Such unsound song in my Head
All i Here is like a memory
Life intended for some else but not for me!
Sound voices from the past
Cry and slow
Tend and low
The words sadness miss things
That's music the happy singing!

Everybody 's song but not my own