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Michael Penn
Guitar
Art Wood
Percussion
David Coleman
Oud
Jim Keltner
Drums
Larry Klein
Bass Guitar
Patrick Warren
Keyboards
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Michael Penn
Songwriter
Patrick Warren
Arranger
Tony Berg
Arranger
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Tony Berg
Producer
Susan Rogers
Recording Engineer
Letra
VERSE 1
Sweet Miranda brings me the wine
We have had our fill
Of almost everything
Turning thistledown laughter
I would take her blue cue too late
I would say the words
Almost anything
Just to catch what she's after
CHORUS
But you don't believe that
I'm a partner in this game
How can you believe that
I'm the innocent one?
When the bough broke and in pieces we feel
We would scream and shout
Almost anything
But the point is we fell, dear
There will be no more wishlessness
There will be some doubt
No new day without
Best that we say farewall, dear
But you don't believe that
I'm a party to the pain
How can you believe that
I'm the innocent one?
Well, I saw this girl crying
Behind the wheel of a car
She had balloons in the back seat
The front door ajar
She never moved
So I just wispered goodbye
She reminded me of you when you cry
And I didn't mean to make you cry
VERSE 1
CHORUS
Writer(s): Michael Bacon
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