作曲 : Fitzgerald, James, Stage ... On these streets of stone You might see her walking All the time alone She just got tired of talking As she passes by, you might just get lucky If you catch her eye You might see a smile In a world gone quite mad She is quietly laughing For all the good times she's had Most of us don't get near She has danced with them all The short and the tall The rich - and the famous ones The poor - and the nameless ones On these streets of stone You might hear her singing All the time alone It's just her way of bringing Her past to the fore She remembers it all When they shouted "Encore" Then the curtain did fall She has sung for them all In theaters and halls The rich - and the famous ones The poor - and the blameless ones On these streets of stone You might see her walking All the time alone She's just got tired - of talking
作曲 : Fitzgerald, James, Stage ... On these streets of stone You might see her walking All the time alone She just got tired of talking As she passes by, you might just get lucky If you catch her eye You might see a smile In a world gone quite mad She is quietly laughing For all the good times she's had Most of us don't get near She has danced with them all The short and the tall The rich - and the famous ones The poor - and the nameless ones On these streets of stone You might hear her singing All the time alone It's just her way of bringing Her past to the fore She remembers it all When they shouted "Encore" Then the curtain did fall She has sung for them all In theaters and halls The rich - and the famous ones The poor - and the blameless ones On these streets of stone You might see her walking All the time alone She's just got tired - of talking
