On the train this morning this guy was singing very very very quietly to his headphones. I couldn’t work out whether he was slightly mental or just very passionate for 6.30 in the morning.
We were all packed in tight but I couldn’t resist trying out a few harmonies ontop of his beautiful lilting tones.
We sang Man In The Mirror by Michael Jackson together and he’ll never know that we did. I even did the ‘Wo’s’ in the outro whilst he continued the chorus cycle.
I wanted to hug him afterward but I had to just fight that urge and pretend our moment of magic never happened.