Summer Is the Man Lyrics

	作词 : Esposito, Gilbert
	Esposito-Gilbert
	The eyes of a man
	That can see what you can
	Are the eyes that can see
	Far beyond you and me
	So we'll wait and we'll wait
	Until we are like he.
	He sees the beauty in a flower
	That you or I'd pass by
	Tormented is his mind
	But we've ignored the cries.
	What is the world
	To a man with no hands?
	And what is the world
	To a man with no ears?
	And what is the world
	To a man with no tongue?
	To a man with all three
	But who knows less than he.
	He feels the world going round
	Right beneath his feet
	Sees the wealth of man
	Struggling in his heat.
	<instrumental>
	The frost of Autumn kills the flower
	Held in his hand
	Pity to lose him now
	Summer is the man.

	zuo ci : Esposito, Gilbert
	EspositoGilbert
	The eyes of a man
	That can see what you can
	Are the eyes that can see
	Far beyond you and me
	So we' ll wait and we' ll wait
	Until we are like he.
	He sees the beauty in a flower
	That you or I' d pass by
	Tormented is his mind
	But we' ve ignored the cries.
	What is the world
	To a man with no hands?
	And what is the world
	To a man with no ears?
	And what is the world
	To a man with no tongue?
	To a man with all three
	But who knows less than he.
	He feels the world going round
	Right beneath his feet
	Sees the wealth of man
	Struggling in his heat.
	instrumental
	The frost of Autumn kills the flower
	Held in his hand
	Pity to lose him now
	Summer is the man.

	zuò cí : Esposito, Gilbert
	EspositoGilbert
	The eyes of a man
	That can see what you can
	Are the eyes that can see
	Far beyond you and me
	So we' ll wait and we' ll wait
	Until we are like he.
	He sees the beauty in a flower
	That you or I' d pass by
	Tormented is his mind
	But we' ve ignored the cries.
	What is the world
	To a man with no hands?
	And what is the world
	To a man with no ears?
	And what is the world
	To a man with no tongue?
	To a man with all three
	But who knows less than he.
	He feels the world going round
	Right beneath his feet
	Sees the wealth of man
	Struggling in his heat.
	instrumental
	The frost of Autumn kills the flower
	Held in his hand
	Pity to lose him now
	Summer is the man.

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