Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stacey Kent
Alto
Jim Tomlinson
Tenor Saxophone
Graham Harvey
Piano
Jeremy Brown
Double Bass
Matt Home
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antônio Carlos Jobim
Composer
Vinicius de Moraes
Songwriter
Gene Lees
Songwriter
Jim Tomlinson
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jim Tomlinson
Producer
Victor Borges
Additional Engineer
Lyrics
What should I call this happy madness that I feel inside of me
Some kind of wild October gladness that I never thought I'd see
What has become of all my sadness all my endless lonely sighs
Where are my sorrows now
What happened to the frown and is that self-contented clown
Standing grinning in the mirror really me
I'd like to run through Central Park carve your initials in the bark
Of every tree I pass for every one to see
I feel that I've gone back to childhood
And I'm skipping through the wild wood
So excited that I don't know what to do
What do I care if I'm a juvenile I smile my secret little smile
Because I know the change in me is you
What should I call this happy madness all this unexpected joy
That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy
The gods are laughing far above
One of them gave a little shove
And I feel gaily, gladly, madly into love
What should I call this happy madness that I feel inside of me
Some kind of wild October gladness that I never thought I'd see
What has become of all my sadness all my endless lonely sighs
Where are my sorrows now
What happened to the frown and is that self-contented clown
Standing grinning in the mirror really me
I'd like to run through Central Park carve your initials in the bark
Of every tree I pass for every one to see
I feel that I've gone back to childhood
And I'm skipping through the wild wood
So excited that I don't know what to do
What do I care if I'm a juvenile I smile my secret little smile
Because I know the change in me is you
What should I call this happy madness all this unexpected joy
That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy
The gods are laughing high above
One of them gave a little shove
And I feel gaily, gladly, madly into love
What do I care if I'm a juvenile I smile my secret little smile
Because I know the change in me is you
What should I call this happy madness all this unexpected joy
That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy
The gods are laughing high above
One of them gave a little shove
And I feel gaily, gladly, madly into love
Writer(s): Antonio Carlos Jobim, Vinicius De Moraes, Gene Lees
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