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| Lyric Credits: |
Sam Cooper and Tom Templeman |
| Music Credits: |
Sam Cooper and Tom Templeman |
| Producer Credits: |
Sam Cooper |
| Publisher Credits: |
Jericat Music LLC and Woodcraft Music |
| Performance Credits: |
Dan Shafer - ld. voc., Sam Cooper - all instruments |
| Label Credits: |
Red Heart Records |
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Short Song Description:
About a man who's lover is far away and the only thing that he can hold on to his her voice from the phone lines.
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| Song Length |
3:12 |
| Primary Genre |
Rock-Classic |
| Tempo / Feel |
Rock-General |
| Tempo / Feel |
Medium (111 - 130) |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject Matter 1 |
Long-Distance Love |
| Subject Matter 2 |
Hear, Listening, Ears |
| Mood 1 |
Restless |
| Mood 2 |
Tense |
| Similar Artist 1 |
Boston |
| Similar Artist 2 |
Foreigner |
| Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
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WIND IN THE WIRES
music and lyrics by Tom Templeman and Sam Cooper (c)2006
615-469-4067
jericat@yahoo.com
(verse)
SOMETIMES I HEAR A WHISPER, SOMETIMES I HEAR A SCREAM.
SOMETIMES IT SEEMS SO REAL, BUT IT HAS TO BE A DREAM.
STILL IT'S IN MY HEART.
I CAN SMELL YOUR PERFUME, JUST A TRACE IN THE AIR.
FEEL YOUR BREATH UPON ME, IT'S LIKE YOU'RE STANDING THERE.
THOUGH WE?RE MILES APART.
(lift)
MY EYES ARE TELLING LIES TO ME, LIKE A MIRAGE, YOU'RE ALL I SEE.
(chorus)
THERE'S A WIND IN THE WIRES, SINGING OUT YOUR NAME.
LIKE A STORM IN THE DESERT, WIND CANNOT BE TAMED.
LONELY MILES AND DAYS ARE FUEL FOR THE FIRE.
THERE'S A WIND IN THE WIRES, I HEAR YOU CALLING ME.
FEELINGS OVERWHELMING, I NEED YOU HERE WITH ME,
CAUGHT IN THE UPDRAFT, SWIRLING EVER HIGHER
ON THE WIND IN THE WIRES.
(bridge)
PHONE'S NOT RINGING, BUT I HEAR YOU CALL.
BEING WITHOUT YOU, IS NOT LIVING AT ALL.
YOUR VOICE ECHOES OFF THE LONG DISTANCE LINES,
YOU KNOW I NEED YOU...AND I HEAR YOU...ALL OF THE TIME...
(solo)
THERE'S A WIND IN THE WIRES.
LONELY MILES AND DAYS ARE FUEL FOR THE FIRE.
CAUGHT IN THE UPDRAFT, SWIRLING EVER HIGHER.
(chorus)
THERE'S A WIND IN THE WIRES, SINGING OUT YOUR NAME.
LIKE A STORM IN THE DESERT, WIND CANNOT BE TAMED.
LONELY MILES AND DAYS ARE FUEL FOR THE FIRE.
THERE'S A WIND IN THE WIRES, I HEAR YOU CALLING ME.
FEELINGS OVERWHELMING, I NEED YOU HERE WITH ME,
CAUGHT IN THE UPDRAFT, SWIRLING EVER HIGHER,
ON THE WIND IN THE WIRES.
(vamp over fade)
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