Written by:
Barry Gibb
(1972)
 
Lead vocals:
Barry Gibb
 
Album:
Life in a tin can
(1973)
 I cry tears of emotion
to spread across the USA.
Ain’t no sunshine, cowboy, in your pockets.
I’ll make my own way,
while I play.
 
Baby, you forgot you’re living.
Someone covered up your eyes.
In my way at least I’m giving
what I love, am I wise?
 
There’s gonna be some confusion.
And there’s gonna be a day
you’ll raise your eyes
and you’ll look to the skies
and you’ll pray,
while I play.
 
I am my father’s son
or that is what I heard.
Maybe I got it wrong.
I didn’t mean a word.
You got my face
and I’ll play your ace,
pretend I haven’t heard.
 
There’s gonna be some confusion.
And there’s gonna be a day,
you’ll raise your eyes
and you’ll look to the skies
and you’ll pray,
while I play.
 
I am a minstrel, that is all I want to be.
I’ll play inside your soul,
I’ll show you to yourself,
I’ll fill your head with wild emotions,
a symphony in wealth.
 
There’s gonna be some confusion.
And there’s gonna be a day,
you’ll raise your eyes
and you’ll look to the skies
and you’ll pray,
while I play
 
I will take my leave, I gotta move on time.
I played inside your soul, I made you sing along.
I will return to find out if the melody was wrong.
 
There’s gonna be some confusion.
And there’s gonna be a day,
you’ll raise your eyes
and you’ll look to the skies
and you’ll pray,
while I play.

While I Play

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