Well, you come to find out that it's time to turn the music down
Troubadour, Troubadour, I sing to you
For some foolish reason
You're in a dream, you're still believing
That this is what you're born to do
But who knows really
And only time can tell
But really, if there's a rainbow
You can make it too
May you find your quiet
May you find a way to live there by you
As it whispers what you always knew
Be very still
And if you will
Then your heart can find you
Right where
you are
You've wandered far
From the truth inside you still
You just wanna be alone
But everybody's looking at your microphone
Troubadour, what you waiting for?
It's showtime
Go and tie that guitar
To the man they think that you are
And step into the spotlight shine
Do you think it shows
You're going through the motions
Nobody seems to mind
Cause your song is a reflection
Of their longing for affection
And Troubadour
And all their faith is blind
When they bring the curtain down
Your afterglow
Will last until the clapping is through
You wonder when they love you
What do they know
Then you wonder what the hell do you?
Can we call you a holy man?
If you think that you are free
From the lonely sea of hands
Who will never let you be?
Never let you go
you want to turn to what is real you say it's real if you can feel it
so you love and your love becomes a song
why you keep one lover from the vows you made with all the others when true but all you know
it's wrong but the real you're after ain't a love you manufacture so the audience can sing along
so they'll pay to listen to the traveling musician and his tales are being trod upon
stay very still and if you will then your heart can find you right where you are
you've wandered far from the truth inside you still
true but all
until the sun rises again


Thank you.