Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sting
Vocals
Kipper
Keyboards
Donal Hodgson
Programming
Danny Quatrochi
Performer
Dominic Miller
Guitar
Jason Rebello
Piano
Manu Katché
Drums
Vincent Colaiuta
Drums
Jeff Young
Performer
Chris Botti
Trumpet
Clark Gayton
Trombone
Christian McBride
Double Bass
Dave Hartley
Performer
Joy Rose
Vocals
Lance Ellington
Background Vocals
Donna Gardier
Background Vocals
Ada Dyer
Background Vocals
Aref Durvesh
Performer
Jacqueline Thomas
Cello
Levon Minassian
Performer
Valerie Denys
Castanets
Bahija Rhapl
Additional Vocals
Choeur de Radio France
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sting
Composer
Dave Hartley
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sting
Producer
Kipper
Producer
Simon Osborne
Mixing Engineer
Hopps
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
I know we got some history
We got some issues that we need to solve
But is it really such a mystery?
It's just the way that the world evolves
Let me ask your forgiveness, baby
My heart is ever full of sorrow
We got to move into the future maybe
And think about a new tomorrow
She said, "You know, I used to love you baby
But you're thinking way too fast"
So forget about the future
And let's get on with the past
So they called a 'nited nations summit
To negotiate for peace on earth
And it may be idealistic baby
But I know what peace of mind is worth
Everybody aired their grievances
And they threw away the suture
They opened up all the wounds of the past
As they failed to find their way to the future
They said, "We'd better check the weather chart"
Before we tie our colors to this mast
It's just too hard thinking about the future, baby
So let's just get on with the past
She said, "We'd better check the horoscope, honey"
Just in case this feeling wasn't meant to last
It's just too hard thinking about the future
So let's just get on with the past
How many times you ever hear me say
"I'm as flawed as any other human being?"
There simply has to be a different way
And a whole new way of seeing
Are we doomed by all our history?
Is our love really beyond repair?
It's getting close to midnight, baby
And we ain't got time to spare
Just when I think I'm home and dry
And she's given up the fight
There's an unmistakable optimism
In romantic music and candlelight
There's this lingering perfume
The merest ghost of the past
She says, "Wait a minute baby
You're moving way too fast"
We'd better check the weather chart
Before we raise this mast
We'd best consult our horoscope
In case this feeling wasn't meant to last
Let's just forget about the future
And get on with the past
Never mind the future
Let's get on with the past
Never mind, never mind
Never mind the future
Let's just get on with the past
Let's get on with the past, whoa
Get on with the past
Let's get it on with the past
Let's go with it
Writer(s): Gordon Matthew Sumner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com