Songtext von Singer Of Songs

I'm not a savior, and I'm not a saint The man with the answers I certainly ain't I wouldn't tell you what's right or what's wrong I'm just a singer of songs But I can take you for a walk along a little country stream I can make you see through lovers' eyes and understand their dreams I can help you hear a baby's laugh and feel the joy it brings Yes, I can do it with the songs I sing I'm not a prophet, and I'm not a priest I'm not a wise man who's come from the east I wouldn't tell you what's right or what's wrong I'm just a singer of songs But I can take you to a city where a man was crucified I can tell you how he lived, and I can tell you why he died I can help proclaim the glory of this mighty king of kings Yes, I can do it with the songs I sing I'm not a great man. I dont claim to be But when I meet my maker and he questions me I won't hang my head. I'll stand proud and strong And say, I was a singer Lord, I was a singer Yes, I was a singer of songs