The road is long, with many winding turnsDeath leaves us doomed, no sweat, oh no sweatBut I was strong, strong enough to carry himHe ain't heaven, he's my brotherIf I bleed it at all, I'll bleed it with sad handsThere's everyone's heart, isn't filled with the gladnessOf love for one anotherHe ain't heaven, he's my brotherHe ain't heaven, he's my brotherHe ain't heavenI can tell by your eyes that you've probably been crying foreverAnd the stars in the sky don't mean nothing to you, Vera MiraI don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heartIf I stay here just a little bit longerIf I stay here, won't you listen to my heartOh, my heartIf I stand all alone, will the shadows hide the color of my heartBlue for the tears, black for the nightAnd the stars in the sky don't mean nothing to you, Vera MiraI don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heartIf I stay here just a little bit longerIf I stay here, won't you listen to my heartOh, my heartMy heartOh, my heartMy heartThe preacher talked to me and he smiledSaid, come and walk with me, come and walk one more mileNow, for once in your life, you'll knowThat you ain't got a dime, there's no time for a thornI just gotta get a message to youHold on, hold onOne more hour and my life will be trueHold on, hold onI told him I'm in no hurryBut if I broke her heart, won't you tell her I'm sorryAnd for once in my life, I'm aloneBut I gotta let her know, just in time before I goI just gotta get a message to youHold on, hold onOne more hour and my life will be trueHold on, hold onWhen I saw you standing thereA bough fell off my chairWhen you moved your mouth to speakI felt blood go to my feetNow it took time for me to knowWhat you tried so not to showSomething in my soul just criedI see the one in your blue eyesBaby, I love you to want meThe way that I want youThe way that it should beBaby, you love me to want youThe way that I want toIf you only let it beBaby, I love you to want meThe way that I want youThe way that it should beBaby, you love me to want youThe way that I want toIf you only let it beEvery breath you takeEvery move you makeEvery bone you breakEvery step you takeI'll be watching youOh, can't you seeYou belong to meOh, my poor heart achesWith every step you takeEvery goal you makeEvery vow you breakEvery smile you fakeEvery claim you stakeI'll be watching youSince you've goneI've been lost without a traceI dream at nightI can only see your faceI look aroundBut it's you I can't replaceI feel so coldAnd I long for your embraceI keep tryingBaby, baby, pleaseEvery breath you takeEvery move you makeEvery vow you breakEvery step you takeEvery breath you takeEvery breath you takeEvery vow you breakEvery step you takeEvery breath you takeEvery move you makeAnd every bone you breakAnd I'll be watching, watching youEvery breath you takeEvery move you makeEvery vow you breakAnd I'll be watchingWatchingWatchingAnd I'll be watching youYou, you, youYouYeah, yeahDo you feel the taste of this song?These songs alsoimprove the quality of lifeof the Wunner back then.Yes.Because when we wereplaying music in a barwe didn't make much money.But!Every nightwe had peoplewho would singto us.They were soldiersor foreigners.They would come to our concertand sing to us.If we could singto their heart's contentthey would give ustips.Yes, these aretips songs.If wefinished singingand got off workdid we take a busor a taxi home?Or did we havea late-night snack?It all depended on these songs.One of our memberswas very good at it.Kenji.Yes.Back thento communicate withthe foreignershe couldonlysayone sentencein English.Tips!For the band!He was so goodhe had a beautiful voice.For the band!Like that.Amazing.Back thenHong Kongwas notas developedas it is now.But back thenwe werehappy.Why don'twe think ofa sloganor somethingto singfor Hong Kong?Yes.I thinkmany of ouraudienceare happyand wantpositive energyto come out.Yes.We are allvocalists.Yes.We are allvocalists.Yes.I love Hong Kong.Can you do that?Yes, Kenji.Yes.You can do thatanytime.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes.