paroles de chanson The Singer - Veronica , Angelo

I am the singer
Who sings for you
I am a ready writer
With a song or two
And my brush strokes
Paint a picture that's true
I'm just a vessel
From which it comes through

But I draw the line
Won't compromise
Won't fall for the lies
I draw the line

I am the singer
I'm a person, too
If you cut me I bleed
Just like you
I'm not your plaything
I'm not a puppet on your strings
I've got a mind of my own
That can freely think

And I draw the line
I won't be blind
I've opened my eyes
I draw the line

All that glitters grows old
I'm not merchandise that can be sold
It's not worth a small of piece of gold
I won't let you take my soul

I draw the line
Won't compromise
Won't fall for the lies
I draw the line

Won't entertain you
Won't sing the song of fools
I won't bow down to you
Or give up my God for you

Won't make a deal with you
Or play the game with you
There's too much to lose, yeah
You won't dictate my value

All that glitters grows old
I'm not merchandise that can be sold
Not worth a small of piece of gold
I won't let you take my soul

I am the singer
I am the singer
I am the singer
I am the singer
I am the singer
Who sings for you
I am a ready writer
With a song or two