It was a day, just like any other day I walked alone, through the old town But what happened then, would have happened anyway The water stopped turning, and time stood still
What could it be, that set you apart from the people I meet Thousands of faces, there's only one I can see A face in the crowd, that's calling so loud that it hurts me Here in this place, you are the face on the bridge
Unlock my head, to the king of Bohemia I give my thanks, for she set me free Without this girl, I would simply not be here Her face on the bridge, made a man of me
What could it be, that set you apart from the people I meet Thousands of faces, there's only one I can see A face in the crowd, that's calling so loud that it hurts me Here in this place you are the face on the bridge
You offered your hand, you brought me back from the edge Here in this place, you are the face on the bridge
What could it be, that set you apart from the people I meet Thousands of faces, there's only one I can see A face in the crowd, that's calling so loud that it hurts me Here in this place, you are the face on the bridge
You offered your hand, you brought me back from the edge Here in this place, you are the face on the bridge
You are the face on the bridge You are the face on the bridge You are the face on the bridge.
Compositores: Geoffrey Downes, John K. Wetton (John Wetton) ECAD: Obra #6551874