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...