[00:00.00] 作词 : Steve Winwood/Will Jennings
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Steve Winwood/Will Jennings
[00:00.00]Lyrics：Winwood/Jennings Music：Winwood/Jennings
[00:14.94]High above the heat of a summer New York street
[00:30.99]An out-of-work musician plays a solo saxophone
[00:42.84]He's a preacher and a teacher
[00:47.22]And he stands up all alone
[00:56.64]Stranded in the dark of a vision in the park
[01:04.62]A poet in his madness tries to find another line
[01:25.53]And he's losing and he's using
[01:26.76]And he says he's doing fine
[01:40.47]And they look from such a height
[01:41.13]That somehow it's all right
[01:45.15]They're talking back to the night
[01:49.11]It's all that they can do
[01:52.92]Talking back to the night
[02:03.03]It's how they make it through
[02:03.54]If you listen you can hear them
[02:07.20]Their voices draw you near them
[02:10.98]They're talking back to the night for you
[02:20.52]Something seems to take every dime the man can make
[02:28.08]His dream is getting smaller and he wonders where to turn
[02:48.99]And he's trying hard to make it
[02:53.67]And he's trying not to burn
[02:54.87]Woman never minds, pulls the shade and draws the blinds
[03:17.22]She takes him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed
[03:30.78]She gives him all she has to
[03:32.49]And it's no more than he needs

作词 : Steve Winwood/Will Jennings
作曲 : Steve Winwood/Will Jennings
Lyrics：Winwood/Jennings Music：Winwood/Jennings
High above the heat of a summer New York street
An out-of-work musician plays a solo saxophone
He's a preacher and a teacher
And he stands up all alone
Stranded in the dark of a vision in the park
A poet in his madness tries to find another line
And he's losing and he's using
And he says he's doing fine
And they look from such a height
That somehow it's all right
They're talking back to the night
It's all that they can do
Talking back to the night
It's how they make it through
If you listen you can hear them
Their voices draw you near them
They're talking back to the night for you
Something seems to take every dime the man can make
His dream is getting smaller and he wonders where to turn
And he's trying hard to make it
And he's trying not to burn
Woman never minds, pulls the shade and draws the blinds
She takes him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed
She gives him all she has to
And it's no more than he needs