| Song | Where Are They Now |
| Artist | Al Stewart |
| Album | Last Days of the Century |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Al Stewart/Peter White | |
| 制作人 : Joe Chiccarelli | |
| I sent my crack divisions through the early morning mist | |
| When they fell on your positions you were powerless to resist | |
| Encircling and probing for the weakness in your line | |
| By night you were surrounded your territory mine | |
| I called for your surrender this you swore you would not do | |
| So I stormed the very fortress, you thought could shelter you | |
| I held you then upon your knees and turned to give my thanks | |
| To the regiments assembled in their ranks | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| I raised you to your feet, with your hand inside my own | |
| We set off upon a journey, each together, each alone | |
| In the days that followed oh our lives did overlap | |
| I learned the contours of your body like the roads upon a map | |
| You sweetened every evening, I savoured every day | |
| Just when I was certain it would always be this way | |
| You slipped beyond the reach of my outstretched fingertips | |
| With all the kisses we'd placed upon your lips | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| Oh close. You're close | |
| Someone, come shine a light | |
| Oh near. So near | |
| But just out of sight | |
| I went in search of alchemy to resurrect the dead | |
| Sent my spies to fathom out the secrets in your head | |
| They said they heard your laughter | |
| Spinning through the summer night | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| And your eyes were wild and bright | |
| Though I grew reclusive and my days became withdrawn | |
| I held the banner of our love, now tattered and forlorn | |
| And swore that it would one day fly above us once again | |
| To do this, I had my reasons then | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| Close. You're close | |
| Once again, come shine a light | |
| Oh near. So near | |
| But just out of sight | |
| Perhaps there are some passions that are tempered by the years | |
| You reach accommodation, the intensity recedes | |
| Some of this occurred to me the time I saw you last | |
| Your face familiar in a way. Your voice out of the past | |
| Every gamut of emotion shared from tenderness to rage | |
| Fell away between us in the turning of that page | |
| It seemed like only yesterday we swore that we'd be true | |
| Two innocents believing that they knew | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| 手风琴 : Peter White | |
| 录音 : Angus Davidson/Dan Marnien | |
| 打击乐 : Steve Chapman | |
| 鼓 : Vinnie Colaiuta | |
| 贝斯 : Tim Landers | |
| 小号 : Lee Thornberg | |
| 萨克斯 : Phil Kenzie | |
| 吉他 : Steve Farris/Steve Recker/Tim Renwick | |
| 母带工程师 : Bob Ludwig | |
| 人声 : Al Stewart |
| zuo qu : Al Stewart Peter White | |
| zhi zuo ren : Joe Chiccarelli | |
| I sent my crack divisions through the early morning mist | |
| When they fell on your positions you were powerless to resist | |
| Encircling and probing for the weakness in your line | |
| By night you were surrounded your territory mine | |
| I called for your surrender this you swore you would not do | |
| So I stormed the very fortress, you thought could shelter you | |
| I held you then upon your knees and turned to give my thanks | |
| To the regiments assembled in their ranks | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| I raised you to your feet, with your hand inside my own | |
| We set off upon a journey, each together, each alone | |
| In the days that followed oh our lives did overlap | |
| I learned the contours of your body like the roads upon a map | |
| You sweetened every evening, I savoured every day | |
| Just when I was certain it would always be this way | |
| You slipped beyond the reach of my outstretched fingertips | |
| With all the kisses we' d placed upon your lips | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| Oh close. You' re close | |
| Someone, come shine a light | |
| Oh near. So near | |
| But just out of sight | |
| I went in search of alchemy to resurrect the dead | |
| Sent my spies to fathom out the secrets in your head | |
| They said they heard your laughter | |
| Spinning through the summer night | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| And your eyes were wild and bright | |
| Though I grew reclusive and my days became withdrawn | |
| I held the banner of our love, now tattered and forlorn | |
| And swore that it would one day fly above us once again | |
| To do this, I had my reasons then | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| Close. You' re close | |
| Once again, come shine a light | |
| Oh near. So near | |
| But just out of sight | |
| Perhaps there are some passions that are tempered by the years | |
| You reach accommodation, the intensity recedes | |
| Some of this occurred to me the time I saw you last | |
| Your face familiar in a way. Your voice out of the past | |
| Every gamut of emotion shared from tenderness to rage | |
| Fell away between us in the turning of that page | |
| It seemed like only yesterday we swore that we' d be true | |
| Two innocents believing that they knew | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| shou feng qin : Peter White | |
| lu yin : Angus Davidson Dan Marnien | |
| da ji le : Steve Chapman | |
| gu : Vinnie Colaiuta | |
| bei si : Tim Landers | |
| xiao hao : Lee Thornberg | |
| sa ke si : Phil Kenzie | |
| ji ta : Steve Farris Steve Recker Tim Renwick | |
| mu dai gong cheng shi : Bob Ludwig | |
| ren sheng : Al Stewart |
| zuò qǔ : Al Stewart Peter White | |
| zhì zuò rén : Joe Chiccarelli | |
| I sent my crack divisions through the early morning mist | |
| When they fell on your positions you were powerless to resist | |
| Encircling and probing for the weakness in your line | |
| By night you were surrounded your territory mine | |
| I called for your surrender this you swore you would not do | |
| So I stormed the very fortress, you thought could shelter you | |
| I held you then upon your knees and turned to give my thanks | |
| To the regiments assembled in their ranks | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| I raised you to your feet, with your hand inside my own | |
| We set off upon a journey, each together, each alone | |
| In the days that followed oh our lives did overlap | |
| I learned the contours of your body like the roads upon a map | |
| You sweetened every evening, I savoured every day | |
| Just when I was certain it would always be this way | |
| You slipped beyond the reach of my outstretched fingertips | |
| With all the kisses we' d placed upon your lips | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| Oh close. You' re close | |
| Someone, come shine a light | |
| Oh near. So near | |
| But just out of sight | |
| I went in search of alchemy to resurrect the dead | |
| Sent my spies to fathom out the secrets in your head | |
| They said they heard your laughter | |
| Spinning through the summer night | |
| In the company of strangers | |
| And your eyes were wild and bright | |
| Though I grew reclusive and my days became withdrawn | |
| I held the banner of our love, now tattered and forlorn | |
| And swore that it would one day fly above us once again | |
| To do this, I had my reasons then | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| Close. You' re close | |
| Once again, come shine a light | |
| Oh near. So near | |
| But just out of sight | |
| Perhaps there are some passions that are tempered by the years | |
| You reach accommodation, the intensity recedes | |
| Some of this occurred to me the time I saw you last | |
| Your face familiar in a way. Your voice out of the past | |
| Every gamut of emotion shared from tenderness to rage | |
| Fell away between us in the turning of that page | |
| It seemed like only yesterday we swore that we' d be true | |
| Two innocents believing that they knew | |
| Where are they now | |
| Where are they now | |
| shǒu fēng qín : Peter White | |
| lù yīn : Angus Davidson Dan Marnien | |
| dǎ jī lè : Steve Chapman | |
| gǔ : Vinnie Colaiuta | |
| bèi sī : Tim Landers | |
| xiǎo hào : Lee Thornberg | |
| sà kè sī : Phil Kenzie | |
| jí tā : Steve Farris Steve Recker Tim Renwick | |
| mǔ dài gōng chéng shī : Bob Ludwig | |
| rén shēng : Al Stewart |