Born to Sing

(Cy Coben)

(You were born to sing..)

There's only one thing to do when you find out
That you were born to sing
No matter what your age you gotta get on the stage
'Cause you were born to sing.

You gotta open up your heart, let the music start
It's a feeling you just can't explain
It's the kind of thing that makes a bird want to sing
Or a spark burst into a flame.

It's the hard life they say but you want it anyway
'Cause you were born to sing
Call it vanity your pride but there's a message deep inside
That you've just gotta bring.

In a schoolhouse, hall or a president's ball
Before a beggar or a king
You've got no choice you've gotta raise your voice
'Cause you were born to sing.

You gotta open up your heart, let the music start
It's a feeling you just can't explain
It's the kind of thing that makes a bird want to sing
Or a spark burst into a flame.

You've got no choice you've gotta raise your voice
'Cause you were born to sing...