Songwriter: Burt Bacharach Hal David

Producer: Bob Morgan (UK producer)

Through the eye of a needle
An elephant is very small
And through the eye of a needle
A mountain’s not so very tall
Look at our great big quarrel
Through the eye of a needle
Please won’t you hurry back to me, my love?

Did you know there’s a spring?
A little spring looks like a river through the eye of a pond
The way of tree looks like a forest to a twig
Thing’s that are little can’t look very big, but

Through the eye of a needle
An elephant is very small
And through the eye of a needle
A mountain’s not so very tall
Look at our great big quarrel
Through the eye of a needle
Please won’t you hurry back to me, my love?

When I think of the love
The tender love we use to share
I can’t believe one mistake could really make
Your love for me turns into hate
Things that are little can’t look very big, but

Through the eye of a needle
An elephant is very small
And through the eye of a needle
A mountain’s not so very tall
Look at our great big quarrel
Through the eye of a needle
Please won’t you hurry back to me, my love?
Be my love