[00:00.00] 作词 : Bloedow, Charles
[00:08.83]In the hall lights flicker hum
[00:13.33]With her buckles still undone
[00:16.77]She hides beneath her blue trench coat
[00:21.03]Gaze so soft, yet so remote
[00:25.38]In that dusty uniform
[00:29.21]The outline of her lovely form
[00:33.19]And more than once I've brushed her hand
[00:37.45]Passing on the stairs
[00:43.83]In the hall lights flicker hum
[00:47.81]His dark lashes always hung
[00:51.91]With a look so weary and so wise
[00:56.06]When he passes he gentley sighs
[01:00.19]In his work-worn boots he leans
[01:04.21]And I wonder what it means
[01:08.44]Whatever does it mean
[01:12.73]Passing on the stairs
[01:18.85]Up the stairs every night
[01:22.95]Up the stairs seven flights
[01:27.06]And down she goes into the night
[01:31.25]Down my stairs and out of sight
[01:38.56]Who is she with that misty look
[01:42.49]Every night a different book
[01:46.49]With the scent of violets in her hair
[01:50.78]Who's this angel on my stairs
[01:54.91]A distant time comes back to me
[01:58.88]The wild reeds, the salty sea
[02:03.08]My father calling 'don't go far
[02:07.12]I gathered sea glass in a jar
[02:11.26]And built a castle with a mote
[02:15.37]As the wind blew sand into my hair
[02:19.37]In the rustling of your over coat
[02:23.71]Passing on the stairs
[02:29.99]Up the stairs every night
[02:34.17]Up the stairs seven flights
[02:38.28]And down she goes into the night
[02:42.49]Down my stairs and out of sight
[03:01.98]And I wonder if she thinks of me
[03:06.01]Is it just a boyish fantasy
[03:10.13]Speak dear lady wont you speak
[03:14.27]Can't you tell you make me meek
[03:19.02]So in silence once more we pass
[03:22.64]Another night I walk on glass
[03:26.65]And I dream that she thinks of me
[03:30.68]Passing on the stairs
[03:36.92]And I wonder if he thinks of me
[03:41.05]If this could be our destiny
[03:45.46]Oh haven't you a word for me
[03:49.38]If only you'd misplace your key
[03:53.54]So in silence once more we pass
[03:58.08]Another night I walk on glass
[04:01.67]And how I dream he thinks of me
[04:05.69]And our passing on the stairs
[04:12.41]Up the stairs every night
[04:16.19]Up he climbs seven flights
[04:20.48]And down she goes into the night
[04:24.80]Down my stairs and out of sight
[04:31.82]Up the stairs every night
[04:35.84]Up the stairs seven flights
[04:40.09]And down she goes into the night
[04:44.20]Down my stairs and out of sight
[04:51.51]Down my stairs and out of sight

作词 : Bloedow, Charles
In the hall lights flicker hum
With her buckles still undone
She hides beneath her blue trench coat
Gaze so soft, yet so remote
In that dusty uniform
The outline of her lovely form
And more than once I've brushed her hand
Passing on the stairs
In the hall lights flicker hum
His dark lashes always hung
With a look so weary and so wise
When he passes he gentley sighs
In his work-worn boots he leans
And I wonder what it means
Whatever does it mean
Passing on the stairs
Up the stairs every night
Up the stairs seven flights
And down she goes into the night
Down my stairs and out of sight
Who is she with that misty look
Every night a different book
With the scent of violets in her hair
Who's this angel on my stairs
A distant time comes back to me
The wild reeds, the salty sea
My father calling 'don't go far
I gathered sea glass in a jar
And built a castle with a mote
As the wind blew sand into my hair
In the rustling of your over coat
Passing on the stairs
Up the stairs every night
Up the stairs seven flights
And down she goes into the night
Down my stairs and out of sight
And I wonder if she thinks of me
Is it just a boyish fantasy
Speak dear lady wont you speak
Can't you tell you make me meek
So in silence once more we pass
Another night I walk on glass
And I dream that she thinks of me
Passing on the stairs
And I wonder if he thinks of me
If this could be our destiny
Oh haven't you a word for me
If only you'd misplace your key
So in silence once more we pass
Another night I walk on glass
And how I dream he thinks of me
And our passing on the stairs
Up the stairs every night
Up he climbs seven flights
And down she goes into the night
Down my stairs and out of sight
Up the stairs every night
Up the stairs seven flights
And down she goes into the night
Down my stairs and out of sight
Down my stairs and out of sight