More Bob Bennett

I don't think I'm supposed to tell you
Just how much this means to me
And how I can't uncross the lines
Between this thing I do and the man I'm supposed to be
There's a question in the back of my mind
Who knows what is really true?
I sing these songs and you listen to me
But who's doing the favor for who?

Ref:
I am singing for my life
I am singing, singing
Singing for my life now

It seems almost all of my life
I've held onto the piece of wood
And sometimes I am tempted to think
It's the only time that I can do any good
Sometimes when I stand up to play
I am a lonely and desperate man
These songs are the only prayers I can pray
And I sing them just as hard as I can

Ref.

And in the middle of the congregation
Voices are raised and hearts are pure
I carry a deep, dark secret
Even now I am so unsure
Then I pray, "Oh Lord, come and tear me apart
May the words in my mouth fall to my heart
Remind me why I live and breathe
Is it not to know you?
Is it not to believe?"

I am singing for my life
I am singing, singing
Singing for my life now
Singing for my life
Now 

And sometimes i can't even sing