Video musicale
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Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sting
Vocals
Kipper
Keyboards
Donal Hodgson
Programming
Danny Quatrochi
Performer
Dominic Miller
Guitar
Jason Rebello
Piano
Manu Katché
Drums
Vincent Colaiuta
Drums
Jeff Young
Performer
Chris Botti
Trumpet
Clark Gayton
Trombone
Christian McBride
Double Bass
Dave Hartley
Performer
Joy Rose
Vocals
Lance Ellington
Background Vocals
Donna Gardier
Background Vocals
Ada Dyer
Background Vocals
Aref Durvesh
Performer
Jacqueline Thomas
Cello
Levon Minassian
Performer
Valerie Denys
Castanets
Bahija Rhapl
Additional Vocals
Choeur de Radio France
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sting
Composer
Dave Hartley
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sting
Producer
Kipper
Producer
Simon Osborne
Mixing Engineer
Hopps
Assistant Recording Engineer
Testi
Take off those working clothes
Put on these high heeled shoes
Don't want no preacher on the TV baby
Don't want to hear the news
Shut out the world behind us
Put on your long black dress
No one's ever gonna find us here
Just leave your hair in a mess
I've been searching long enough
I begged the moon and the stars above
For sacred love
I've been up, I've been down
I've been lonesome, in this godless town
You're my religion, you're my church
You're the holy grail at the end of my search
Have I been down on my knees for long enough?
I've been searching the planet to find
Sacred love
The spirit moves on the water (sacred love)
She takes the shape of this heavenly daughter (sacred love)
She's rising up like a river in flood (sacred love)
The word got made into flesh and blood (sacred love)
The sky grew dark, and the earth she shook
Just like a prophecy in the holy book (sacred love)
Thou shalt not covet, thou shalt not steal
Thou shalt not doubt that this love is real (sacred love)
So I got down on my knees and I prayed to the skies
When I looked up could I trust my eyes?
All the saints and angels and the stars up above
They all bowed down to the flower of creation
Every man every woman
Every race every nation
It all comes down to this
Sacred love
(Sacred love) don't need no doctor, don't need no pills (sacred love)
I got a cure for the country's ills (sacred love)
Here she comes like a river in flood (sacred love)
The word got made into flesh and blood (sacred love)
Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill (sacred love)
And if you don't love her your best friend will(sacred love)
All the saints up in heaven and the stars up above (sacred love)
It all comes down, it all comes down
It all comes down to love
Take off your working clothes
Put on your long black dress
And your high heeled shoes
Just leave your hair in a mess
Take off your working clothes
Put on your long black dress
And your high heeled shoes
Just leave your hair in a mess
I've been thinking 'bout religion, I've been thinking about the things that we believe
And your high heeled shoes
Just leave your hair in a mess
I've been thinking 'bout the Bible
I've been thinking 'bout adam and eve
And your high heeled shoes
Just leave your hair in a mess
I've been thinking 'bout the garden
I've been thinking 'bout the tree of knowledge, and the tree of life
And your high heeled shoes
Just leave your hair in a mess
I've been thinking 'bout forbidden fruit
I've been thinking 'bout a man and his wife
I been thinking 'bout, thinking 'bout
Sacred love
Sacred love, sacred love
Sacred love
Sacred love
Sacred love
Sacred love
Writer(s): Gordon Matthew Sumner
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