Bro - Singer of Songs Lyrics

I'm up on the stage, under the dim bar glow
Singing the tunes that you all know
The crowd's got their drinks, eyes fixed ahead
As the music hums like words unsaid
There's a couple slow dancing by the door
And the old man grins, knowing what's in store
I sing the hits, you know them all
From the jukebox days to the dancehall
I can't write my own, never could
But I'll make you smile, yeah, I knew I would
I'm the singer of songs, I'll give you a show
And sometimes I'll take one of you home
There's a girl in the corner, tapping her feet
With a smile that's shy but a little sweet
I see the lovers whisper, the bartender yawn
It's all the same when the night drags on
But when I hit that note, you all come alive
Like we're frozen in time, but we survive
I see them smile, but wonder who they see
Just a man with a song, or someone like me?
I sing the hits, you know them all
From the jukebox days to the dancehall
I can't write my own, never could
But I'll make you smile, yeah, I knew I would
I'm the singer of songs, I'll give you a show
And sometimes I'll take one of you home
From weddings to bars, from ski towns to fairs
I've been everywhere, I've seen those stares
But it's your smiles that keep me here
In this smoky room with a lonely cheer
There was a time I thought I'd shine
Now I just keep the beat, keep you in line
I sing the hits, you know them all
From the jukebox days to the dancehall
I can't write my own, never could
But I'll make you smile, yeah, I knew I would
I'm the singer of songs, I'll give you a show
And sometimes I'll take one of you home
I see the lights flicker, the night wears thin
But this stage, it still feels like home within
I might not have songs I can call my own
But in these chords, I'm never alone
Each note I play pulls me further away
But in this song, I'll stay one more day
I sing the hits, but in my mind
There's a song I play that's one of a kind
I sing the hits, you know them all
From the jukebox days to the dancehall
I can't write my own, never could
But I'll make you smile, yeah, I knew I would
I'm the singer of songs, I'll give you a show
And sometimes I'll take one of you home
Their eyes glaze over, like stars that won't shine
And I wonder if their dreams look a lot like mine
The crowd fades away, but the notes linger on
And I'm still here, long after they're gone