Lyrics
Sweet simple song of different lights and different shades
Sweet simple song depicts various experiences with different lights and shades.
The sound of life erupts and fades and all the world must play along
The dynamic nature of life's sounds, erupting and fading, where everyone must participate.
My life has been a song
The speaker reflects that their life has been akin to a song.
Here as I sleep, the love I dream will gently creep
While asleep, the love envisioned subtly infiltrates the speaker's heart, creating a persistent melody.
Inside my heart I softly keep the tune that plays too long
The speaker retains a tune in their heart that lingers too long.
My life has been a song
Reiteration that the speaker's life is comparable to a song.
Every sound in my head, every word that I said is like a melody melody
Every thought and spoken word for the speaker is akin to a melody.
That no little person like me could ever change
Expresses the idea that small individuals like the speaker cannot alter this melody.
Every sound in the street, all the cold and the heat
Street sounds, encompassing both warmth and coldness, resemble a symphony for the speaker.
Is like a symphony symphony
The urban sounds create a symphony.
Which has never before been rearranged
Emphasizes the uniqueness of this symphony that has never been rearranged.
Sweet simple song of different lights and different shades
Restates the concept of life as a sweet and simple song with varying experiences.
The sound of life erupts and fades and all the world must play along
Life's sounds are reiterated as erupting and fading, and everyone is obliged to participate.
My life has been a song
Reaffirms that the speaker's life has been a song.
Every sound in my head, every word that I said is like a melody melody
Reiterates that the speaker's thoughts and words are melodic.
That no little person like me could ever change
Reiterates the idea that the speaker, as an individual, cannot change this melody.
Every sound in the street, all the cold and the heat
Street sounds, representing contrasting elements, form a symphony for the speaker.
Is like a symphony symphony
Urban sounds collectively create a symphony.
Which has never before been rearranged
Reiterates the uniqueness of this symphony that has not been rearranged.
Sweet simple song of different lights and different shades
Restates the analogy of life as a sweet and simple song with diverse lights and shades.
The sound of life erupts and fades and all the world must play along
Life's sounds are reiterated as erupting and fading, and universal participation is emphasized.
My life has been a song
Confirms that the speaker's life has been a song.
Every sound in my head, every word that I said is like a melody melody
Reiterates that the speaker's thoughts and words carry a melodic quality.
That no little person like me could ever change
Reiterates the idea that the speaker, as an individual, cannot alter this melody.
Every sound in the street, all the cold and the heat
Street sounds, encompassing both warmth and coldness, are likened to a symphony for the speaker.
Is like a symphony symphony
The urban sounds collectively form a symphony.
Which has never before been rearranged
Reiterates the distinctiveness of this symphony that has never been rearranged.
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