[00:00.00] 作词 : Glenister, Moyet
[00:05.82]It’s my song and
[00:10.02]I sing for the man in the wings
[00:19.47]Is it strange when we never have shared anything?
[00:33.24]I don’t ache for some tender exchange in the dark
[00:39.99]That will pass
[00:46.92]But the purest refrain will haunt us again
[00:57.18]And he has that with me
[01:00.60]When I’ve nothing to bring
[01:03.60]I sing for the man in the wings
[01:14.55]We won’t speak, he won’t ask me to follow him on
[01:28.08]And his name if
[01:32.22]I ever did know it is gone
[01:36.39]Back to back
[01:45.18]I can hear his pulse racing with mine
[01:52.08]Both in time
[01:55.53]I’ll be waiting for him before
[02:01.32]I begin each line
[02:05.82]And he won’t mind
[02:09.72]That I’ve nothing to bring
[02:13.35]When I sing for the man in the wings
[02:21.99]And they tell me he walks alone
[02:29.67]It is said that he is stone
[02:35.25]Without knowing the shape of him
[02:42.63]I am certain they are wrong
[02:50.22]We’ll meet in a different place
[02:52.20]Me, the man and the song
[03:35.55]I don’t long for some fleeting exchange in the dark
[03:38.13]That will pass
[03:45.24]But the purest refrain will haunt us again
[03:55.44]And he has that with me
[03:58.83]When we’ve nothing to bring
[04:01.59]I sing for the man in the wings

作词 : Glenister, Moyet
It’s my song and
I sing for the man in the wings
Is it strange when we never have shared anything?
I don’t ache for some tender exchange in the dark
That will pass
But the purest refrain will haunt us again
And he has that with me
When I’ve nothing to bring
I sing for the man in the wings
We won’t speak, he won’t ask me to follow him on
And his name if
I ever did know it is gone
Back to back
I can hear his pulse racing with mine
Both in time
I’ll be waiting for him before
I begin each line
And he won’t mind
That I’ve nothing to bring
When I sing for the man in the wings
And they tell me he walks alone
It is said that he is stone
Without knowing the shape of him
I am certain they are wrong
We’ll meet in a different place
Me, the man and the song
I don’t long for some fleeting exchange in the dark
That will pass
But the purest refrain will haunt us again
And he has that with me
When we’ve nothing to bring
I sing for the man in the wings