Music Unheard
No one else can hear the music I hear
For the sound I want they seem to have no ear
All I need is more of me
Cause only I can see
The music as it truly should be
Trying to create the music,without selling my soul
Making it pure and from the heart, has always been my goal
Other members seem to want to change my point of view
Always Thinking I should find someone new
In the form of people I should been four
A group of me , playing to the people dancing on the floor
Then it would always be the music that I hear in my head
But who do I do find instead
Those that are thinking that with them, I could turn my music into gold
But I take a look at them and see their souls have already been sold
Just wanting to add their own touch
But they never seem to see that they add to much
We end up fighting over the music and always end up going our separate ways
Trying to create with others never works or pays
I need a group of me in a four man band
Cause I'm the only one that seems to understand
The music playing in my head
To have anyone else try , fills me with dread.
It would be a band of only me
Playing up there for everyone to come and see
But the owner would probably end up wanting me to play there for free
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