Miles Songtext
von Mark Murphy

Late at night
With luck you′d hear
A trumpet sound

With that style so rare

We'll never hear again


Pain-filled solos sang
Stories so sad
That deep into our lives
They creep
This was Miles
And yet this gift so great
Would almost break his heart
As he played for love
That never seemed to come

Sighing through his horn
Lamenting in the early morn
Yet giving us the chance to cry

Only Miles
Only Miles
Only Miles