Ivan Campo The Man Who Sold The Melody
[Verse 1]
The man who sold
The melody
A bit like you
A lot like me
Some may say
He'll never be
Because...
[Verse 2]
A dream was doused
In make believe
A gleam with light unsavory
Once they spoke
Of treachery
Above...
[Chorus]
How could they know it would never be?
How could they possibly be wrong?
Monday, misplaced tragedy
Under the veil of a songs
So long ago, rung, rung
Rinse to reap what they sow
[Bridge]
Shower me down
On familiar sounds
Strings of symphony
Hover above
[Verse 3]
The man who sold
The melody
Never did I
Would I ever be
Lonely words in harmony
No love...
[Chorus]
How could they know it would never be?
How could they possibly be wrong?
Monday, misplaced tragedy
Under the veil of a songs
So long ago, rung, rung
Rinse to reap what they sow
[Bridge]
Shower me down
On familiar sounds
Strings of sympathy
Hover above
Shower me down
On familiar sounds
Strings of sympathy
Hover above