Apparaît dans
Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Edwin White
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Tom Dziekonski
Geige
James Keogh
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
James Keogh
Songwriter:in
Edwin White
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tobijah Rogers
Ingenieurassistent:in
Edwin White
Co-Produzent:in
Ryan Hadlock
Produzent:in
Taylor Carroll
Ingenieur:in
Greg Calbi
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
John O'Mahony
Mischtechniker:in
Paroles
I love you in the morning, when the blood runs to your cheeks
Babe, you were the first thing and the last thing that I'd see
I was just a boy striking matches upon your heart
I couldn't get no sparks
Ask me to go faster, put my foot down to the floor
Standing at the edge, I feel like I've been here before
I loved you in the darkness and I loved you in fluorescent light
If it don't feel right, babe
You can run and hide, babe
Like a bird you can take flight
If I've been holding on too tight
If I've been holding on
Your mother always told us we should go out to the dance
You can't get struck by lightning if you're not standing in the rain
Take it as the truth or you can take it with a grain of salt
If it don't work out
You were in the shower, we were talking through the glass
Packing up your suitcase, you were humming to yourself
One day you were smiling, I could tell by how you sounded on the phone
You said "I'm coming home, babe"
I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe
I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe
I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe
I'm thinking 'bout coming home
I'm thinking 'bout coming home
I'm thinking 'bout coming home
Writer(s): James Keogh
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