Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Diane Birch
Vocals
Betty Wright
Vocals
Adam Blackstone
Bass
Cindy Blackman Santana
Drums
Tom Malone
Trombone
Lenny Kaye
Guitar
Lenny Pickett
Saxophone
Jim Hines
Trumpet
Ray Angry
Hammond Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Diane Birch
Composer
Tom Malone
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Betty Wright
Producer
Steve Greenberg
Producer
Michael Mangini
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Howie Beno
Mixing Engineer
Sheldon Steiger
Engineer
Lyrics
Fools knockin' on my door, calling out my name
Tellin' me to change my ways but I know
Two hands in the fire won't put out the flame
Yeah, I got your number, I know your game
So why should I lay it on the line?
Everybody's got a vision, everybody's got a plan
You tell me lies, you look me in the eyes
But honey I would rather stand out in the rain
Fools lying in my bed, laughin' in my head
Telling me my dream's gone cold but I know
One city of angels, it ain't goin' put out my flame
Ooh, my love is a fire, no one can tame
So why should I lay it on the line?
Everybody's got a vision, everybody's got a plan
You tell me lies, you look me in the eyes
But honey I would rather stand out in the rain
Why should I lay it on the line?
Well, everybody's got a vision, everybody's got a plan
You tell me lies, you look me in the eyes
But honey I would rather stand out in the rain
Everybody's got a vision, everybody's got a plan
You tell me lies, you look me in the eyes
But honey I would rather stand out in the rain
Writer(s): Diane Birch
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