作曲 : Paul Spring/Homer Steinweiss/Leon Michels/Michael Leonhart
He must be in with the gods
The man across from you
Sitting face to face
Close enough to sip the sweetness
Of your voice, it coos over
The noise of this crowd
And what excites my mind
Is when he turns away
Shifting just enough to reveal your face a moment
Oh, your eyes
They fly, they shine
Over this crowd
Still I stand here idle
Thin flame in the air
Inch by inch, I let my eyes go
Embers burn into ash
Embers burn into ash
Shoulders hide you again
But I can still hear
His voice give way to yours
Your laugh, it glitters silver
Light and free
But loud as thunder in my ears
Still I stand here idle
Thin flame in the air
Inch by inch, I let my eyes go
Embers burn into ash
Embers burn into ash
Embers burn into ash
Embers burn into ash