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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gary Kemp
Gary Kemp
Guitar
Guy Pratt
Guy Pratt
Bass
Chris Worsey
Chris Worsey
Cello
James Douglas
James Douglas
Cello
Sophie Harris
Sophie Harris
Cello
W. Schofield
W. Schofield
Cello
John Metcalfe
John Metcalfe
Conductor
Stacey Watton
Stacey Watton
Double Bass
Ian Thomas
Ian Thomas
Drums
Toby Chapman
Toby Chapman
Keyboards
Everton Nelson
Everton Nelson
Violin
Bruce White
Bruce White
Viola
Helen Kamminga
Helen Kamminga
Viola
Peter Lale
Peter Lale
Viola
Reiad Chibah
Reiad Chibah
Viola
Alison Dods
Alison Dods
Violin
Ian Humphries
Ian Humphries
Violin
Louisa Fuller
Louisa Fuller
Violin
Lucy Wilkins
Lucy Wilkins
Violin
Marianne Haynes
Marianne Haynes
Violin
Natalia Bonner
Natalia Bonner
Violin
Raja Halder
Raja Halder
Violin
Richard George
Richard George
Violin
Rick Koster
Rick Koster
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary Kemp
Gary Kemp
Composer
John Metcalfe
John Metcalfe
String Arranger
Toby Chapman
Toby Chapman
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gary Kemp
Gary Kemp
Producer
Andy Corns
Andy Corns
Guitar Technician
Toby Chapman
Toby Chapman
Producer
Mike Horner
Mike Horner
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I've told you 'bout the weather
It must have rained for hours
I couldn't stand the silence so I battered you with flowers
There's violence in the city
I've been going 'round unsteady
I can't drive no more
[Verse 2]
There's smoke on the horizon
That fades into the darkness
The road goes on forever but my vision's lost its sharpness
The screen is smeared with panic
My directions are uncertain
I can't drive no more
I'm tired and sore so
[Chorus]
Please turn the light down 'til it's low
Put that gun away
There's nothing more to know
Is there anybody out there
Who can take the wheel?
Oh, I hope you understand, let it all be known
That I tried to be a man
Is there anybody out there who could take the wheel?
[Instrumental]
That day I heard some Gershwin
From a window in the city
I drove you 'round empowered like some big shot Walter Mitty
You laughed and called me crazy
Sure I don't deserve your pity
I can't drive no more
[Verse 3]
My knuckles white with pressure
My eyes are red from staring
I thought I saw the exit
But again I've lost my bearings
I'm going 'round in circles with feelings so unwanted
I can't drive no more
Tired and sore so
[Chorus]
Please turn the light down 'til it's low
Put that gun away
There's nothing more to know
Is there anybody out there
Who can take the wheel?
Oh, I hope you understand, let it all be known
That I tried to be a man
Is there anybody out there who could take the wheel?
[PostChorus]
Who could take the wheel?
Who could take the wheel?
Who can take the wheel?
Written by: Gary Kemp
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