Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Simon Rogers
Simon Rogers
Other Instrument
Ian Broudie
Ian Broudie
Other Instrument
Juliet Roberts
Juliet Roberts
Background Vocals
Mark Feltham
Mark Feltham
Harmonica
Terry Hall
Terry Hall
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Broudie
Ian Broudie
Songwriter
Terry Hall
Terry Hall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Simon Rogers
Simon Rogers
Producer
Ian Broudie
Ian Broudie
Producer
Simon Dawson
Simon Dawson
Additional Engineer
Cenzo Townshend
Cenzo Townshend
Engineer
Phil Ault
Phil Ault
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

I'm flying high on something beautiful and aimless It's got a name but I prefer to call it nameless It comes and goes and leaves me on a bed of splinters Feels like I'm living in a town closed down for winter The taste of love The more you get The more you want And all because The only reason is just because It all makes sense When you're near It all makes sense I'm standing high on tiptoes looking over fences Waiting for somebody like you to kiss me senseless I've had a bellyfull of faces drawn in sadness I want to jump deep into tides of loving madness The taste of love The more you get The more you want And all because The only reason is just because It all makes sense When you're near It all makes sense The taste of love The more you get The more you want And all because The only reason is just because It all makes sense When you're near It all makes sense The taste of love The more you get The more you want And all because The only reason is just because It all makes sense When you're near It all makes sense The taste of love Do do do do do do do do And all because Do do do do do do do do It all makes sense When you're near It all makes sense The taste of love Do do do do do do do do And all because Do do do do do do do do It all makes sense
Writer(s): Terry Hall, Ian Zachary Broudie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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