Artist/Band: 
Barry Manilow 
Lyrics for Song: Letter From A Fan / So Heavy, So High 
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Barry Manilow
  
               
  3252>Remember I sent you a picture
  I know all the names in your band
  I was the girl wearing yellow down front
  I was the first one to stand
  It's silly to think you'd remember
  It's silly pretending you'd care
  But I want you to know I was there last night
  I was there, I was there, I was there...
 
 
  Sometimes I think we're connected
  I dreamed we were talking last night
  Day to day stress just undoes me at times
  But listening to you makes it right
  I'm positive someday you'll see me
  And love me just like it was planned
  I feel all the sorrow you're trying to hide
  You'll realize I understand
  Oh how I understand...
 
 
  Another room
  Where the lights are too bright
  Not gonna sleep
  I want it just right
  Another hotel room
  Random replay
  There's too many touching me
  Keep 'em away
 
 
  Move into midnight
  Just turn off the pager
  I tell ya, the well has run dry
  Too tired to sleep
  Too wired to try
  Fast track to nowhere
  So heavy, so high
 
 
  Too many scenes
  And I'm losin' the names
  Silence and talk
  Both feelin' the same
  All the same city
  All the same night
  Step over the bodies, boy
  Turn out the light
 
 
  Forever, whatever
  What's winning or losing
  There's nothing my money can't buy
  Too tired to sleep
  Too wired to try
  I'll pass on the party
  So heavy, so high
 
 
  Hey I feel the moon breathin'
  I hear electricity
  I know the size of the sky
  Too tired to sleep
  Too wired to try
  Time hangin' frozen
  So heavy, so high
 
 
  You never waved back at the airport
  I covered your poster in mud
  I cut out the eyes on the photo you signed
  I wrote you a poem in blood
  I'm stupid to think I could matter
  A loser pretending you'd care
  To you I'm a nothing
  I ought to be dead
  But night after night
  I'll be there, I'll be there, I'll be there
 
 
  The floor's movin' slower
  The frequency's fadin'
  I tell ya, the well has run dry
  Too tired to sleep
  Too wired to try
  Fast track to nowhere
  So heavy, so high
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