I never heard anyone sing like the man from Brooklyn....
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I was raised on 'Old Blue Eyes' in the forties and the fifties... Started writing songs when I was thirteen years old. Whilst my brother played piano - Gershwin and Cole Porter... all the famous love songs that the music stores sold. But the years go by and times and fashions change and I gave hope that anyone could make me feel the same. CHORUS: But I never heard anyone sing like The Man From Brooklyn... Never heard anyone sing that could take me so high! While men send music out beyond the stars, 'One Voice' lifts me way beyond the sky... It's The Man From Brooklyn teaching me to fly....... In the sixties and the seventies I listened to 'em all and I guess I went through phases with the rest of the crowd... But the songs that we were singing seemed to last just for a moment - then they faded into nowhere just like a passing cloud. 'Til out of New York City came a man with a timeless kind of music in the palm of his hand... CHORUS: And I never heard anyone sing like The Man From Brooklyn... Never heard anyone sing that could take me so high! While men send music out beyond the stars, 'One Voice' lifts me way beyond the sky... It's The Man From Brooklyn teaching me to fly....... And now we're in the eighties - and look - they're pouring in to hear him... The young ones and the old ones who are still young at heart. There are many who've seen a heartache - feeling lonely in the heartbreak yet find their souls take wing again as his strings tear them apart. You can let the 'new wave' come and go in time. He rides an endless tide and will leave them all behind..... CHORUS: And I never heard anyone sing like The Man From Brooklyn... Never heard anyone sing that could take me so high! While men send music out beyond the stars, 'One Voice' lifts me way beyond the sky... It's The Man From Brooklyn teaching me to fly....... Lyrics & Music: © Rosie Hardman 1981 |
