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Intimacy
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
The Corrs
The Corrs
Violon
Rick Nowels
Rick Nowels
Guitare
Lisa Wagner
Lisa Wagner
Violoncelle
Suzy Katayama
Suzy Katayama
Violoncelle
Jeff Hull
Jeff Hull
Claviers
Luis Conte
Luis Conte
Percussion
George Black
George Black
Programmation
David Foster
David Foster
Synthétiseur basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Billy Steinberg
Billy Steinberg
Paroles/Composition
Neil Giraldo
Neil Giraldo
Paroles/Composition
Rick Nowels
Rick Nowels
Paroles/Composition
Jeff Hull
Jeff Hull
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Billy Steinberg
Billy Steinberg
Production
Rick Nowels
Rick Nowels
Production
Ryan Freeland
Ryan Freeland
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Al Lay
Al Lay
Assistance d’ingénierie
Yuzuru "Joe" Koyanazi
Yuzuru "Joe" Koyanazi
Assistance d’ingénierie
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Ingénierie de mixage
RANDALL WINE
RANDALL WINE
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Last night before you fell asleep You whispered something to me Was it just a dream I'm gonna listen to you close Coz your goodnight kiss Felt like a ghost What are you trying to say to me What are you trying to say Everybody's searching for intimacy Ooh ooh ooh ooh Everybody's hurting for intimacy Ooh ooh ooh ooh We come into this world alone From the heart of darkness The infinite unknown We're only here a little while And I feel safe and warm When I see you smile Baby don't move away from me Baby don't pull away . (Chorus) . Remember when you were a child And your mom would hold you in her arms And rock you to sleep Now darling there's just you and I Let's give each other everything baby baby... Everybody's searching for intimacy Ooh ooh ooh ooh Everybody's hurting for intimacy Ooh ooh ooh ooh Baby come and lay down next to me... . . Queen of Hollywood . . She drove a long way through the night From an urban neighborhood She left her mother in a fight For a dream misunderstood And her friends they talk on corners They could never comprehend But there was always something different In the way she held a stare And the pictures that she painted Were of glamour and of flair And her boyfriend though he loved her Knew he couldn't quite fulfill He could never meet her there . (Chrous) She's never gonna be like the one before, She read it in her stars that there's something more No matter what it takes no matter how she breaks She'll be the Queen of Hollywood And the cynics they will wonder What's the difference with this dream And the dreams of countless others All believing in TV They see their hand prints in a sidewalk Flashing cameras on the scene And a shining limousine . (Chorus) . She's believing in a dream It's a loaded fantasy Now her mother collects cut-outs And the pictures make her smile But if she saw behind the curtains It could only make her cry She's got hand prints on her body Sad moonbeams in her eyes Not so innocent a child
Writer(s): Rick Nowels, Neil Giraldo, William E. Steinberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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