Titres les plus populaires de Michael Franks
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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Michael Franks
Chant
Claus Ogerman
Direction d’orchestre
David Sanborn
Saxophone alto
Wilton Felder
Basse
Israel Baker
Direction d’orchestre
John Guerin
Batterie
Larry Carlton
Guitare
Ray Armando
Percussion
Joe Sample
Piano
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Michael Franks
Paroles/Composition
Claus Ogerman
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Don Henderson
Assistance d’ingénierie
Al Schmitt
Ingénierie de mixage
Tommy LiPuma
Production
Paroles
You kill me with kindness.
You call me "Your Highness."
But When I get Blue
I can never find you.
The circle keeps turning
The sky is still burning.
I hear from my ex-
On the back of my checks.
But hold me awhile
And I'll hang up my guns, mama
I know I've been flyin'
Too near the sun.
We'll move to the mountains
And make love to keep warm, mama
Like two little birds
In the eye of the storm.
This cloverleaf madness
Just fills me with sadness.
We glide on these streams
Just postponing our dreams.
The love that's inside us
How come it divides us?
It just ain't like Cole Porter
It's just all too short order.
But hold me awhile
And I'll hang up my guns, mama
I know I've been flyin'
Too near the sun.
We'll move to the mountains
And make love to keep warm, mama
Like two little birds
In the eye of the storm.
Writer(s): Michael P. Franks
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