クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chucho Merchan
Chucho Merchan
Bass Guitar
Robbie McIntosh
Robbie McIntosh
Lead Guitar
Bernie Worrell
Bernie Worrell
Synthesizer
Bruce Bennett Brody
Bruce Bennett Brody
Organ
Chrissie Hynde
Chrissie Hynde
Vocals
Simon Phillips
Simon Phillips
Drums
Tommy Mandel
Tommy Mandel
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Meg Keene
Meg Keene
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Lampcov
Bruce Lampcov
Recording Engineer
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer
Jimmy Iovine
Jimmy Iovine
Producer

歌詞

Let me inside you into your room
I've heard it's lined with the things you don't show
Lay me beside you down on the floor
I've been your lover from the womb to the tomb
I dress as your daughter when the moon becomes round
You'll be my mother when everything's gone
And she will always carry on
Something is lost, something is found
They will keep on speaking her name
Some things change, some stay the same
Keep beckoning to me from behind that closed door
The maid and the mother and the crone that's grown old
I hear your voice coming out of that hole
I listen to you and I want some more
I listen to you and I want some more
And she will always carry on
Something is lost, something is found
They will keep on speaking her name
Some things change, some stay the same
And she will always carry on
Something is lost, something is found
They will keep on speaking her name
Some things change, some stay the same
Let me inside you into your room
I've heard it's lined with the things you don't show
Lay me beside you down on the floor
I've been your lover from the womb to the tomb
I dress as your daughter when the moon becomes round
You'll be my mother when everything's gone
And she will always carry on
Something is lost, something is found
They will keep on speaking her name
Some things change, some stay the same
She will always carry on
Something is lost, something is found
They will keep on speaking her name
Some things change, some stay the same
She will always carry on
Something is lost, something is found
They will keep on speaking her name
Some things change, some stay the same
Written by: Meg Keene
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