| Song | The Singer |
| Artist | Randy Houser |
| Album | How Country Feels |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| She loved the singer | |
| She loved the way he stood on stage and played | |
| And just poured out his heart and soul | |
| She loved the dreamer | |
| The way the lights would hit his eyes | |
| And shine just like a record made of gold | |
| She couldn't count the time she stayed up all night | |
| Scared to death and prayin' | |
| Wondering if he'd ever make it home | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn't live the song | |
| She loved the hero | |
| Even more than that, she loved the man without the mask | |
| When no one was around | |
| She let him lean on | |
| Her lovin' arms when he would call | |
| He'd fall she'd pick him up off the ground | |
| And in her dreams the face he sees ain't the one taken with a camera | |
| It's the one after the mask was taken off | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn't live the song | |
| Tryin' to hold him's like tryin' to hold a flame | |
| She was always just one of a million screaming his name | |
| She loved the poet | |
| The words straight from his heart tear you apart | |
| Then start to make you fall right back in love | |
| And every day the radio plays one familiar | |
| And it hits her just a little too strong | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn't live the song | |
| Tryin' to hold him's like tryin' to hold a flame | |
| She was always just one of a million screaming his name | |
| Screaming his name… | |
| She loved the singer, man she loved the dreamer | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn't live the song |
| She loved the singer | |
| She loved the way he stood on stage and played | |
| And just poured out his heart and soul | |
| She loved the dreamer | |
| The way the lights would hit his eyes | |
| And shine just like a record made of gold | |
| She couldn' t count the time she stayed up all night | |
| Scared to death and prayin' | |
| Wondering if he' d ever make it home | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn' t live the song | |
| She loved the hero | |
| Even more than that, she loved the man without the mask | |
| When no one was around | |
| She let him lean on | |
| Her lovin' arms when he would call | |
| He' d fall she' d pick him up off the ground | |
| And in her dreams the face he sees ain' t the one taken with a camera | |
| It' s the one after the mask was taken off | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn' t live the song | |
| Tryin' to hold him' s like tryin' to hold a flame | |
| She was always just one of a million screaming his name | |
| She loved the poet | |
| The words straight from his heart tear you apart | |
| Then start to make you fall right back in love | |
| And every day the radio plays one familiar | |
| And it hits her just a little too strong | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn' t live the song | |
| Tryin' to hold him' s like tryin' to hold a flame | |
| She was always just one of a million screaming his name | |
| Screaming his name | |
| She loved the singer, man she loved the dreamer | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn' t live the song |
| She loved the singer | |
| She loved the way he stood on stage and played | |
| And just poured out his heart and soul | |
| She loved the dreamer | |
| The way the lights would hit his eyes | |
| And shine just like a record made of gold | |
| She couldn' t count the time she stayed up all night | |
| Scared to death and prayin' | |
| Wondering if he' d ever make it home | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn' t live the song | |
| She loved the hero | |
| Even more than that, she loved the man without the mask | |
| When no one was around | |
| She let him lean on | |
| Her lovin' arms when he would call | |
| He' d fall she' d pick him up off the ground | |
| And in her dreams the face he sees ain' t the one taken with a camera | |
| It' s the one after the mask was taken off | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn' t live the song | |
| Tryin' to hold him' s like tryin' to hold a flame | |
| She was always just one of a million screaming his name | |
| She loved the poet | |
| The words straight from his heart tear you apart | |
| Then start to make you fall right back in love | |
| And every day the radio plays one familiar | |
| And it hits her just a little too strong | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn' t live the song | |
| Tryin' to hold him' s like tryin' to hold a flame | |
| She was always just one of a million screaming his name | |
| Screaming his name | |
| She loved the singer, man she loved the dreamer | |
| She loved the singer, she just couldn' t live the song |