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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
- Album:
- What a Wonderful World (Sons of Anarchy)
- Other
- The Minutes
- When I Was Your Girl
- The Turn
- Voice
- Hometime
- Essex
- Hoodoo
- Raindancing
- Alf
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Singles
- The Essential
- Alison Moyet The Best Of: 25 Years Revisited
- The Best Of: 25 Years Revisited
- The Turn (Re-issue – Deluxe Edition)
- Hometime (Re-issue – Deluxe Edition)
- Voice (Re-issue – Deluxe Edition)