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In the Eye of the Storm
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Michael Franks
Michael Franks
Вокал
Claus Ogerman
Claus Ogerman
Дирижер
David Sanborn
David Sanborn
Саксофон-альт
Wilton Felder
Wilton Felder
Бас
Israel Baker
Israel Baker
Дирижер
John Guerin
John Guerin
Барабаны
Larry Carlton
Larry Carlton
Гитара
Ray Armando
Ray Armando
Ударные инструменты
Joe Sample
Joe Sample
Фортепиано
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Michael Franks
Michael Franks
Автор песен
Claus Ogerman
Claus Ogerman
Аранжировщик
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Don Henderson
Don Henderson
Ассистент инженера
Al Schmitt
Al Schmitt
Миксинг-инженер
Tommy LiPuma
Tommy LiPuma
Продюсер

Слова

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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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