Secrets - Steve Winwood (史蒂夫·温伍德)

It's hot down on the borderline

Running guns he's just killing time

He keeps his back against the wall

Never trust your friends in crime

He's the quiet kind

Doesn't need a plan

You can't read his mind

He's a secret mand talking 'bout the man

You drink Mojitos with the boys

Smile as if you know what they know

You show them all your pretty toys

Make a deal don't make a show

He's the ace of spies with a golden hand

You can't read his eyes

Cause he's a secret man

He's the quiet kind

Doesn't need a plan

Can't read his mind at all

He's a secret man talking 'bout the man

He's the ace of spies with a golden hand

You can't read his eyes

Cause he's a secret man

He's the quiet kind

Doesn't need a plan

Can't read his mind at all

He's a secret man talking 'bout the man

Tell you no secrets

I tell you no lies

Tell you no secrets

I tell you no lies

Tell me no secrets

I tell me no lies

Tell you no secrets

I tell you no lies