Видео
Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Chris Botti
Труба
Shawn Colvin
Вокал
Kipper
Клавишные инструменты
Dominic Miller
Гитара
Luis Conte
Ударные инструменты
Vinnie Colaiuta
Барабаны
Billy Childs
Клавишные инструменты
Jeff Young
Клавишные инструменты
Christian McBride
Бас
L. Groves
Дополнительный вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Sting
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Chris Botti
Инженер звукозаписи
Kipper
Продюсер
Bobby Colomby
Исполнительный продюсер
Nathaniel Kunkel
Миксинг-инженер
Wesley Seidman
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Ted Jensen
Мастеринг-инженер
Kevin Killen
Инженер звукозаписи
Christopher J. Roberts
Инженер звукозаписи
Слова
[Verse 1]
Old enough to be her dad
But the young men were just mad, they nursed their grievances
And she was flattered by his charm
It wouldn't do her any harm, they all had their chances
[Verse 2]
He sent her flowers and limousines
She was treated like a queen, anything she ever wanted
It was no problem for a man like him
And everyone expected soon that she could ask him for the moon
If she would wear his ring
[Verse 3]
Knowing glances from his friends
In the homes at the weekends of high society
But he didn't give a damn
He never felt more like a man
And all the time, the clock was ticking
[Verse 4]
And all would envy
The older man and his beautiful young wife
Yes, all would envy
[Verse 5]
In a house upon a hill
She was there with time to kill
And she lived the life she'd only dreamed
But life was never what it seemed
To all her friends that she'd ignored
She denied that she was bored
She had no time for dancing, no time for dancing
[Verse 6]
But the clock upon the wall
That was ticking in the hall always reminded her
That life was going on elsewhere
But she was happy and she'd swear
She wouldn't change a thing
[Verse 7]
And all would envy
The older man and his beautiful young wife
Yes, all would envy
[Verse 8]
Now it's five o'clock am
She must have spent the night again
With that old friend of hers
She loves to dance
But she's missing more and more these days
But he's still stuck in his old ways
Perhaps she needs a little more romance
But the clock upon the wall
Is still ticking in the hall, she must be home soon, soon
Where a younger man would weep
He takes a pill and goes to sleep
[Verse 9]
Now who would envy
The older man and his beautiful young wife?
Now who would envy?
Now who would envy?
Written by: Sting