CONNECT

There's better singers than me here tonight 
Better players that's for sure 
I wondered if I'd make it to the mike 
I longed to use the exit door. 
I didn't come expecting anything 
And I'm not craving your respect 
I just came along to do my thing 
I guess I came here to connect.  

Music's always been a friend to me 
My solace when I'm feeling down  
My guitar plays on in sad sympathy  
And cheers well this crying clown 
And yet I know it is the same for you  
Hide in the music but rejoice   
I hear it in the notes you're picking through
And feel it in your plaintive voice
  
I aint been here for quite some time 
Don't know why I've stayed away 
Everybody here has been so kind 
Why don't I just get up and play 
Still got fears running round my head 
Doubts that will not let me go 
Something crucifying someone said 
Some crass remark from long ago.

There's better singers here than me tonight
Better players that's for sure 
That's why I never made it to the mike 
Just walked on through the exit door...



PLEASE WATCH ME SING THIS IN CONCERT ON YOUTUBE. 

IT IS LISTED ON THERE  AS ' CAME HERE TO CONNECT' LOUIS SPENCE . 

MANY THANKS.

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