Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Toto
Interprète
David Paich
Claviers
Steve Lukather
Guitare
Jenny Douglas-McRae
Chœurs
Simon Phillips
Batterie
Mike Porcaro
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
David Paich
Composition
Steve Lukather
Composition
Simon Phillips
Composition
Mike Porcaro
Composition
Stan Lynch
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Toto
Production
Elliot Scheiner
Ingénierie de mixage
Jim Giddens
Assistance d’ingénierie
Stephen Genewick
Assistance d’ingénierie
Sean Schimmel
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Al Schmitt
Ingénierie de prise de son
Bill Smith
Ingénierie de prise de son
John Jessel
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
You're a soul with no religion
There's ice in your embrace
In your dance of indecision
I see the anger in your face
A little drink to help my vision
A little something for the pain
There's no drug for my condition
There's no sweetness in the taste
Tell me where the ride's gonna lead you
Do I have to pay to be your friend?
There's nothing left to say
When you slipped away (I can see you fading fast)
(I won't let you take me)
When you slipped away (I can see your burning stare)
(Nothing is going to shake me) oh, you slipped away
You're a world of blind ambition
Staring through the looking glass
You will meet your own collision
When your conscience comes to task
Steal the love from those around you
Help yourself to everything
Take the shelter that surrounds you
It leaves you standing in the rain
Tell me if the money can heal you
Do I have to pray to make it end?
There's nothing left to say
When you slipped away (I can see you fading fast)
(I won't let you take me)
When you slipped away (I can see your burning stare)
(Nothing is going to shake me) oh, you slipped away
Slipped away
When you slipped away (I can see your burning stare)
(Nothing is going to shake me) oh, when she slipped away
(Hey, hey) I can see you fading fast, I won't let you take me
I can see your burning stare, nothing is going to shake me, oh
When she slipped away
Written by: David Paich, Mike Porcaro, Simon Phillips, Stan Lynch, Steve Lukather