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Windows and Walls is the eighth album by American singer-songwriter Dan Fogelberg, released in 1984 (see 1984 in music). The first single, «The Language of Love», reached No. 13 on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100 chart, making it his last Top 40 hit. Although the follow-up, «Believe in Me», missed the Top 40 of the pop chart, peaking at No. 48, it became the singer’s fourth No. 1 song on the Billboard adult contemporary chart.

All songs written by Dan Fogelberg

1. «The Language of Love» – 3:43
2. «Windows and Walls» – 4:56
3. «The Loving Cup» – 5:00
4. «Tucson, Arizona (Gazette)» – 8:36
5. «Let Her Go» – 4:58
6. «Sweet Magnolia (And the Traveling Salesman)» – 4:41
7. «Believe in Me» – 4:36
8. «Gone Too Far» – 4:31

• Dan Fogelberg – lead and backing vocals, acoustic guitar (1–3, 7), electric lead guitar (1, 3–5, 8), rhythm guitar (1, 3, 5, 8), percussion (1), acoustic piano (2, 6, 8), electric guitar (2), bass (2, 4, 6, 7), string arrangements (2), lead guitar (4), classical guitar (4), Roland Jupiter 8 (4), tambourine (5), electric piano (6), high-string guitar (7)
• Michael Hanna – acoustic piano (1, 3–5, 7), organ (1), keyboards (2), Prophet-5 (2), Roland Jupiter 8 (2–4, 8), chimes (2), string arrangements (2, 4, 6), electric piano (3, 5,
• Gary Burden – pedal steel guitar (4)
• Dave Falkenberry – lap steel guitar (4), dobro (4)
• Kenny Passarelli – bass (1, 3)
• Charlie Fernandez – acoustic bass (4)
• Norbert Putnam – bass (5)
• Mike Porcaro – bass (8)
• Joe Vitale – drums (1, 3)
• Russ Kunkel – drums (4–6), castanets (4), congas (4), tape loop (4)
• Jeff Porcaro – drums (8), tambourine (8)
• Joe Lala – cowbell (1), tambourine (1), congas (4), triangle (4)
• Katharine Burden – cello (4), violin (4)
• Tom Scott – clarinet (6)
• Glen Spreen – string arrangements (7)
• Sid Sharp – concertmaster (2, 4, 6,
• Timothy B. Schmit – harmony vocals (1), backing vocals (6)
• Max Gronenthal – backing vocals (3)

• Producers – Dan Fogelberg and Marty Lewis
• Engineer – Marty Lewis
• Mastered by George Marino at Sterling Sound (New York, NY).
• Design – Kosh and Ron Larson
• Cover Photography – Marc Allen
• Sleeve Photography – Andy Katz

Album – Billboard (United States)

Singles – Billboard (United States)

WINDOWS AND WALLS

RIAA Certified — Gold

Released January 1984 by Epic Records. 

All compositions by Dan Fogelberg (© 1984/Hickory Grove Music-ASCAP)

The Language Of Love

Windows And Walls

The Loving Cup

Tucson Arizona (Gazette)

Let Her Go

Sweet Magnolia (And The Traveling Salesman)

Believe In Me

Gone Too Far

Credits

The Language Of Love

Dan Fogelberg — electric lead and rhythm guitars, acoustic guitars, percussion, lead and background vocals

Joe Vitale — drums

Kenny Passarelli — bass

Mike Hanna — piano, organ

Joe Lala- cowbell, tambourine

Timothy B. Schmit — harmony

Windows And Walls

Dan Fogelberg — electric guitars, acoustic guitars, bass, piano, clock, lead and background vocals

Mike Hanna — keyboards, Roland Jupiter synthesizer, chimes, Prophet V synthesizer

Strings arranged by Dan Fogelberg and Mike Hanna

The Loving Cup

Dan Fogelberg — lead electric and rhythm guitars, acoustic guitars, lead and background vocals

Joe Vitale — drums

Kenny Passarelli — bass

Mike Hanna — piano, electric piano, Roland Jupiter synthesizer

Max Gromenthal — background vocals

Tucson Arizona (Gazette)

Dan Fogelberg — acoustic and classical guitars, lead electric guitars, bass, lead and background vocals, Roland Jupiter synthesizer

Russ Kunkel — drums, tape loop, castanets

Mike Hanna — piano, Roland Jupiter synthesizer

Joe Lala- congas, triangle

Gary and Katherine Burden; Charlie Fernandez; Dave Falkenberry — rhubarb

Strings arranged by Mike Hanna

Let Her Go

Dan Fogelberg — lead electric and rhythm guitars, tambourines, lead and background vocals

Russ Kunkel — drums

Norbert Putnam — bass

Mike Hanna — piano, electric piano

Sweet Magnolia (And The Traveling Salesman)

Dan Fogelberg — acoustic piano and vocal (recorded live at Caribou), electric piano, bass, background vocals

Russ Kunkel — drums

Timothy B. Schmit — background vocals

Tom Scott — clarinet

Believe In Me

Dan Fogelberg — acoustic guitars, high string guitar, bass, lead and background vocals

Mike Hanna — acoustic piano

Strings arranged by Glen Spreen

Gone Too Far

Dan Fogelberg — lead electric and rhythm guitars, piano, lead and background vocals

Jeff Porcaro- drums, tambourines

Mike Porcaro — bass

Mike Hanna — electric piano, Roland Jupiter synthesizer

Timothy B. Schmit — harmony

Produced by Dan Fogelberg with Marty Lewis for Full Moon Productions

Recorded at — Caribou Ranch, Nederland, CO; Sunset Sound, Hollywood; The Record Plant, Sausalito; Longview Farm, Brookfield, MA

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Lyrics

The Language Of Love 

She says no when she means yes 

And what she wants you know that I can’t guess 

When we want more you know we ask for less 

Such is the language of love 

I say leave when I mean stay 

But she don’t see and so she moves away 

What we really want you know we rarely say 

Such is the language of love 

It’s tooth for tooth and eye for eye 

We hide our hearts and then we won’t say why 

It’s truth for truth and lie for lie 

Such is the language of love 

One cries foul and will not speak 

The other claims a little victory 

And all the time you know we fail to see 

This is the language of love 

(Chorus) 

When a love begins to wander no one ever knows 

But we feel it deep inside us 

Long before it shows 

Long before it shows 

We hem and haw, we balk and bluff 

Our words don’t ever seem to say enough 

But a simple smile and tender touch 

Speaks the true language of love 

(Chorus) 

She says no when she means yes 

And what she wants you know that I can’t guess 

When we want more you know we ask for less 

Such is the language of love 

Such is the language of love 

Windows And Walls 

Up every morning long before day 

Cooking her breakfast alone 

She quietly dresses and pulls up the shade 

And sits in the chair by the phone 

But nobody ever comes by anymore 

Nobody ever calls 

Most days she sits and just stares 

At the windows and walls 

Windows and walls 

Children all married, husband’s passed on 

Nothing but time on her hands

Most of her mornings are spent in her dreams 

Or making her sad little plans 

Maybe she’ll go to the corner today 

And pick up the new McCall’s 

If just to escape for an hour from her windows and walls 

Windows and walls, windows and walls 

The clock on the mantel chiming the hours 

Must be the loneliest sound 

She washes her dishes and waters her flowers 

And afterwards has to sit down 

Sometimes she still can remember a child 

Playing with china dolls 

Now all that she’s left 

Are these memories and windows and walls 

Windows and walls 

Windows and walls 

Windows and walls (day after day)…. 

The Loving Cup 

So many try to capture love and so many never do 

So many hearts are lost with never a clue 

So many nights are passed in sorrow 

So many days go by 

So many lovers lose and never know why 

(Chorus) 

Still the lovers in the backseats claw 

And still the wives wait up 

Everybody’s trying desperately to fill their loving cup 

All through the night we thrust and parry 

Letting our best sides show 

Then in the morning light we lie and let go 

Everyone searching for somebody 

Someone to kiss and tell 

More often than not our heavens turn into hell 

(Chorus) 

So many try to capture love and so many never do 

So many hearts are lost with never a clue 

Everyone searching for somebody 

Someone to kiss and tell 

More often than not our heavens turn into hell 

(Repeat Chorus twice) 

Tucson, Arizona (Gazette) 

Tucson, Arizona rising in the heat like a mirage 

Tony keeps his Chevy like a virgin locked in his garage 

He brings it out at midnight and cruises down the empty boulevards 

And he prowls the darkened alleys that snake between the city’s thirsty yards 

The lonely desert skies reflect the anger in his eyes and it is dawn 

His father died of drinking and left five children sinking with his mom 

His older brother Bobby never made it back from Viet Nam 

With high school well behind him he lives at home and works this shitty job 

And he thinks his ’60 Chevy is the only true amigo that he’s got 

His heart is filled with sadness and his soul is like some ugly vacant lot 

Mary Estelle Hanna came out from Louisiana for the sun 

A deal gone bad in Dallas left her burned and broke and on the run 

To make the rent and groceries she takes this job at $3.15 an hour 

Serving shots of whiskey and tequila in some smoky red-neck bar 

And she dreams some day she’ll make her way to L.A. and become a movie star 

Tony saw her working, he swallowed hard and asked her for a date 

Mary laughed and answered «I would but every night I’m working late» 

He said he had some cocaine that she could have if she’d just ride along 

She said «What the hell, I may as well, I haven’t had no fun in so damn long» 

He picked her up at closing time they pulled out on the road and they were gone 

Tony’s mom got frantic when she found her son had not come home 

Mary’s roommate panicked and called the sheriff from a public phone 

They asked her lots of questions 

She tried her best to tell them what she saw 

And late that night they found poor Mary lying in some narrow, dusty draw

The coroner reported that she hadn’t been deceased for very long 

Two weeks on they found it buried to the windshield in the sand 

There inside lay Tony with a small revolver in his hand 

The papers simply stated it must have been the drugs that drove him mad 

The neighbors speculated what could make a good boy go so bad 

Well, it might have been the desert heat 

It might have been the home he never had 

Let Her Go 

Bad situation right from the start 

She played me for a fool and she broke my heart 

An infatuation, a hard loss to take 

But we all must make our own mistakes 

Let her go 

I knew I had to let her go (oh,oh) 

You know it wasn’t easy 

It was painfully slow 

But I swear I finally let her go 

All of those feelings were so long ago 

I haven’t felt a thing since I let her go 

But you don’t believe it 

You still have your doubts 

And while you do the tension mounts 

Let her go 

You know you got to let her go (oh,oh) 

You know it’s never easy 

It’s painfully slow 

But you know you got to let her go 

I will not deny it, I tried to hold on 

But human hearts can only stay broke so long 

I told you the truth, how much more can I do 

And now my love it’s up to you 

Let her go 

You know you got to let her go (oh,oh) 

You know it’s never easy 

It’s painfully slow 

But you’re gonna have to let her go 

Let her go 

You know you got to let her go (oh,oh) 

You know it’s never easy 

It’s got to be slow 

But you know you got to got to, got to, got to, got to 

Let her go, let her go 

Sweet Magnolia (And The Traveling Salesman) 

Two hearts throwing off sparks 

Young and in love with our freedom 

Moonlight, the soft southern nights 

We were both ripe to fall 

Well I was out on my own 

Playing for all who would listen 

And you were as free as a bird 

Flying from nest to nest 

But somewhere our eyes met 

And our hands reached out 

And we felt a kindred spirit 

And as our faces touched 

I could feel the fire 

And needed so to just be near it 

Oh lord, those moments we soared 

Borne on the wings of our passion 

It seemed then like they’d never end 

But times like that always must

Cause then one day I flew far away from you 

I never knew how I’d regret it 

My sweet Magnolia belle you know I’ve loved you well 

Even if I never said it 

Magnolia, now I see that freedom isn’t free 

And love’s the only true redeemer 

And when this journey’s through 

I’ll be coming back for you 

If you’ll have this foolish dreamer 

I spend a night now and then passing through town on my travels 

But someday I’m gonna come back to stay 

Magnolia, I’m coming home 

Believe In Me

If I could ever say it right and reach your hostage heart 

Despite the doubts you harbor then you might come to believe in me 

The life I lead is not the kind that gives a woman peace of mind 

I only hope someday you’ll find that you can believe in me 

Those other loves that came before mean nothing to me anymore 

But you can never be quite sure and will not believe in me 

(Chorus) 

Too many hearts have been broken failing to trust what they feel 

But trust isn’t something that’s spoken 

And love’s never wrong when it’s real 

If I could only do one thing 

Then I would try to write and sing a song 

That ends your questioning and makes you believe in me 

(Chorus) 

And makes you believe in me 

Oh, you can believe in me 

Gone Too Far 

World spinning out of control 

The odds diminish every die we roll 

But we are still in the game 

If we should lose there’s only us to blame 

Or have we gone too far 

Am I just wishing on a dying star 

Oh tell me, have we gone too far 

Look ’round you — what do you see 

Six billion people where there’s room for three 

And so many mouths go unfed 

Oh Father give us all our daily bread 

Or have we gone too far 

Are we just wishing on a dying star 

Oh tell me, have we gone too far 

Each year we find newer ways 

To turn this planet into empty space 

So close now to zero ground 

We’ve got to find a way to turn it ’round

Or have we gone too far 

Are we just living on a dying star 

Oh tell me, have we gone too far 

Or have we gone too far 

Are we just wishing on a dying star 

Oh tell me, have we gone too far 

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