Steve Winwood Talking Back To The Night 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 shades 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 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 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 Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Mirror lyrics: Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night Talking back to the night, it's how they make it through They're talking back to the night, it's all that they can do And they look from such a height that somehow it's all right They're talking back to the night for you Their voices draw you near them If you listen you can hear them Talking back to the night, it's how they make it through They're talking back to the night, it's all that they can do And they look from such a height that somehow it's all right She gives him all she has to, and it's no more than he needs She takes him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed Woman never minds, pulls the shades and draws the blinds And he's trying hard to make it, and he's trying not to burn His dream is getting smaller, and he wonders where to turn Something seems to take every dime the man can make They're talking back to the night for you Their voices draw you near them If you listen you can hear them Talking back to the night, it's how they make it through They're talking back to the night, it's all that they can do And they look from such a height that somehow it's all right And he's losing and he's using, and he says he's doing fine A poet in his madness tries to find another line Stranded in the dark of a vision in the park He's a preacher and a teacher, and he stands up all alone An out of work musician plays a solo saxophone High above the heat of a summer New York street Relevant Tags: TTalking BBack TTo TThe NNight alking ack o he ight aTlking aBck oT hTe iNght falking vack fo fhe might fTalking vBack fTo fThe mNight Tfalking Bvack Tfo Tfhe Nmight 5alking gack 5o 5he hight 5Talking gBack 5To 5The hNight T5alking Bgack T5o T5he Nhight halking nack ho hhe jight hTalking nBack hTo hThe jNight Thalking Bnack Tho Thhe Njight yalking hack yo yhe bight yTalking hBack yTo yThe bNight Tyalking Bhack Tyo Tyhe Nbight 6alking Baack 6o 6he Niight 6Talking Bck 6To 6The Nght T6alking Bcak T6o T6he Ngiht galking Bzck go ghe Njght gTalking Bzack gTo gThe Tgalking Bazck Tgo Tghe Nijght ralking Bqck ro rhe N9ght rTalking Bqack rTo rThe N9ight Tralking Baqck Tro Trhe Ni9ght Taalking Bsck Too Nlght Tlking Bsack T Te Nlight Tlaking Basck To Teh Nilght Tzlking Bwck Tk Tje Noght Tzalking Bwack Tko Tjhe Noight Tazlking Bawck Tok Thje Nioght Tqlking Bxck T9 Tue Nkght Tqalking Bxack T9o Tuhe Nkight Taqlking Baxck To9 Thue Nikght Tslking Bacck T0 Tne N8ght Tsalking Bak T0o Tnhe N8ight Taslking Bakc To0 Thne Ni8ght Twlking Bafk Tl Tbe Nught Twalking Bafck Tlo Tbhe Nuight Tawlking Bacfk Tol Thbe Niught Txlking Baxk Ti Tge Nigght Txalking Tio Niht Taxlking Bacxk Toi Thge Nihgt Tallking Bavk Tye Nihht Taking Bavck Nihght Takling Bacvk Thye Nighht Takking Badk Thee Niyht Taklking Badck Th Niyght Talkking Bacdk The Nigyht Taoking Backk Ths Nibht Taolking Bac Thse Nibght Taloking Back Thes Nigbht Tapking Bacl Th3 Nivht Taplking Baclk Th3e Nivght Talpking Backl The3 Nigvht Baco Thf Nifht Taling Bacok Thfe Nifght Talikng Backo Thef Nigfht Talling Bacm Thr Nitht Bacmk Thre Nitght Talkling Backm Ther Nigtht Taloing Bacj Th4

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