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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mary Chapin Carpenter
Mary Chapin Carpenter
Performer
John Jennings
John Jennings
Acoustic Guitar
Duke Levine
Duke Levine
Electric Guitar
Robbie Magruder
Robbie Magruder
Drums
Kim Miller
Kim Miller
Violin
Margaret Gutierrez
Margaret Gutierrez
Violin
Lily Soong Kramer
Lily Soong Kramer
Violin
Theresa Lazar
Theresa Lazar
Violin
Steven Romer
Steven Romer
Violin
Matthew Loden
Matthew Loden
Violin
Mark Dulac
Mark Dulac
Violin
Ozman Kivrak
Ozman Kivrak
Violin
Joan singer
Joan singer
Violin
Vickie Yanics
Vickie Yanics
Violin
Tracy Jasas
Tracy Jasas
Violin
Christoff Richter
Christoff Richter
Violin
Marcio Botelho
Marcio Botelho
Cello
Timothy Butler
Timothy Butler
Cello
Nancy Jo Snyder
Nancy Jo Snyder
Cello
David Teie
David Teie
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mary Chapin Carpenter
Mary Chapin Carpenter
Composer
Michael Petruccelli
Michael Petruccelli
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mary Chapin Carpenter
Mary Chapin Carpenter
Producer
John Jennings
John Jennings
Producer
Mary Beth Aungier
Mary Beth Aungier
Assistant Producer
Dave Glasser
Dave Glasser
Editing Engineer
Heidi Gerber
Heidi Gerber
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Bob Dawson
Bob Dawson
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Mary Chapin Carpenter) I'm not made of stone, I'm not made of glass I've been alone, every one has I've learned to forgive what I'm not I just try to live with what I've got Maybe I've got what you need If you need something that not only feels right Something that's based on a real life One thing that's worth every page of the deal Not some old line, or rose-colored dream Not some other time, you know what I mean When I tell you that this is all that it seems and that's real How far can I crawl out on this limb There's so far to fall and here comes the wind There's so much to lose, but love doesn't wait So I'll be a fool who found out too late But I've been a fool for far lesser things And I want something that not only feels right Something that's based on a real life One thing that's worth every page of the deal Not some old line, or rose-colored dream Not some other time, you know what I mean When I tell you that this is all that it seems, and that's real Not some old line or rose-colored dream Not some other time, you know what I mean When I tell you that I'm, I'm all that I seem, and that's real And that's real And that's real And that's real
Writer(s): Mary Carpenter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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