| Song | Broadway Hotel |
| Artist | Al Stewart |
| Album | Rhymes in Rooms |
| 作词 : Stewart | |
| You told the man in the Broadway Hotel | |
| Nothing was stranger than being yourself | |
| And he replied, with a tear in his eye | |
| Love was a rollaway | |
| Just a cajole away | |
| Mist on a summer's day | |
| Nothing was clear | |
| Love was a smile away | |
| Just a defile away | |
| I sought it every way | |
| No-one came near | |
| You asked the man for a room with a view | |
| Nothing was said as he stared at his shoe | |
| Then he replied as he gave you the key | |
| Love was a rollaway | |
| Just an unfold away | |
| That's all there is to say | |
| No-one came near | |
| Alone in your room you hide | |
| As the night rolls by | |
| In the street outside | |
| And you feel over the words he said | |
| Till they turn to rain all around your head | |
| You're seeking a hideaway | |
| Where the light of day | |
| Doesn't touch your face | |
| And a door-sign keeps the world away | |
| Behind the shades | |
| Of your silent day. | |
| You made your home in the Broadway Hotel | |
| Room service came at the push of a bell | |
| And the man said as he put down the tray | |
| Love was a stealaway | |
| Just a reveal away | |
| I tried to find a way | |
| Nothing was clear | |
| Then as he turned away | |
| You asked the man to stay | |
| He was there all the day | |
| No-one came near |
| zuò cí : Stewart | |
| You told the man in the Broadway Hotel | |
| Nothing was stranger than being yourself | |
| And he replied, with a tear in his eye | |
| Love was a rollaway | |
| Just a cajole away | |
| Mist on a summer' s day | |
| Nothing was clear | |
| Love was a smile away | |
| Just a defile away | |
| I sought it every way | |
| Noone came near | |
| You asked the man for a room with a view | |
| Nothing was said as he stared at his shoe | |
| Then he replied as he gave you the key | |
| Love was a rollaway | |
| Just an unfold away | |
| That' s all there is to say | |
| Noone came near | |
| Alone in your room you hide | |
| As the night rolls by | |
| In the street outside | |
| And you feel over the words he said | |
| Till they turn to rain all around your head | |
| You' re seeking a hideaway | |
| Where the light of day | |
| Doesn' t touch your face | |
| And a doorsign keeps the world away | |
| Behind the shades | |
| Of your silent day. | |
| You made your home in the Broadway Hotel | |
| Room service came at the push of a bell | |
| And the man said as he put down the tray | |
| Love was a stealaway | |
| Just a reveal away | |
| I tried to find a way | |
| Nothing was clear | |
| Then as he turned away | |
| You asked the man to stay | |
| He was there all the day | |
| Noone came near |