There are flat cases lying around on the stage
and we strip down the spotlights
when his life is no longer staged
it frightens him
All those new friends he likes
will be gone this week
in his dressing room, pictures, flowers,
a special kind of happiness
he clears his head,
he clears his heart
He is an abandoned singer
who lived without looking back
sure that blues was made
for him, this night,
because he could abandon himself
to those who have chosen to love him
he gave what he had
but he, he is wondering who he is
abandoned, yes abandoned,
and the girl that is waiting for him
who loves him like a child
whithout words, she understands his life
How good this is to be happy
Oh, how good this is to forget
that so much light
can hurt the eyes
And it clears his head,
Yes, it clears his heart
He is an abandoned singer
who lived without looking back
sure that blues was made
for him, this night,
because he could abandon himself
to those who have chosen to love him
he gave what he had
but he, he is wondering who he is
abandoned, yes abandoned,
Whatever the price
for always giving
it is beautiful, and he knows it
to have abandoned himself
living is like loving
living is like sharing
never give up
living is sharing
never give up
never give up
living is sharing
never give up