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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 |