Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Vocals
"Bucky" Baxter
"Bucky" Baxter
Pedal Steel Guitar
Augie Meyers
Augie Meyers
Accordion
Brian Blade
Brian Blade
Drums
Cindy Cashdollar
Cindy Cashdollar
Slide Guitar
Daniel Lanois
Daniel Lanois
Guitar
David Kemper
David Kemper
Drums
Duke Robillard
Duke Robillard
Guitar
Jim Dickinson
Jim Dickinson
Keyboards
Jim Keltner
Jim Keltner
Drums
Tony Garnier
Tony Garnier
Bass
Tony Mangurian
Tony Mangurian
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw
Mixing Engineer
Mark Wilder
Mark Wilder
Mastering Engineer
Steve Addabbo
Steve Addabbo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Walking through streets that are dead Walking, walking with you in my head My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired And the clouds are weeping Did I hear someone tell a lie? Did I hear someone's distant cry? I spoke like a child, you destroyed me with a smile While I was sleeping I'm sick of love That I'm in the thick of it This kind of love I'm sick of it I see, I see lovers in the meadow I see, I see silhouettes in the window I watch them 'til they're gone, and they leave me hanging on To a shadow Below me, desolation in every direction Below me, nothing's making any connection I'm diving steadily struggling, striving For perfection I'm sick of love I hear the clock tick I'm sick of love I'm love sick Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder Could you ever be true? Sometime I think of you And I wonder I'm sick of love Wish I'd never met you I'm sick of love I'm trying to forget you I don't know what to do I'd give anything to be with you
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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