The Man in the Wings

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Alison Moyet - Pop

The Man in the Wings

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Lyrics

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 home 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 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

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Credits

Writers
  • Peter Glenister
  • Alison Moyet