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Topsongs van Benjamin William Hastings
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Benjamin William Hastings
Stimme und Gesang
Ben Tan
E-Gitarre
Michael Guy Chislett
E-Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Benjamin William Hastings
Songwriter:in
Aodhán King
Songwriter:in
Jeremy Lutito
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Benjamin William Hastings
Produzent:in
Ben Tan
Produzent:in
Ben Whincop
Mischtechniker:in
Dan Ballard
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Michael Zuvela
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Bruno Gruel
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Songteksten
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
I've got this fear inside and it's crippling
You'll think more about the times we didn't spend
And you might cherish the photos I’m not in
Or think back to a childhood that I missed
You dropped me off at LAX, your mother said you cried in the car again
So I’m standing there at the baggage desk
But I’ve got more in my heart than I could afford to check in
Be back 'til Thursday, then I'll jet
And for a little mind it makes no sense
Why I, rarely tuck you into bed
And I wish that I did
I hope you understand someday
I hope you understand someday
I think back to the day when you turned three
I was off writing songs in the OC
In a dark room twelve thousand miles away
Just to pay for the candles on your cake
So I hope that when you're twenty three
It’s not me that fills your therapy
Did I build you a house, but you wanted a home
Where no one says, "Daddy don't go"
I hope you understand someday
What I did, I did for you
I hope you understand someday
I only did the best I could
And I know I probably made mistakes
Still work harder than I should
But I hope you understand someday
What I did, I did for you
So what is it about airplanes that feels so emotional?
I'm sitting here in a chair that's too small
And a heart that can’t hold it all
And the thought that this might not be worth what it costs us
Will land in my tear ducts in about three gin and tonics
It's when the tooth fairy calls or the school plays that I missed
And the prayers before bed I'll regret that I never said
The fights, the first steps, the five A.M. kiss
All the gold’s in the dirt
While I’m in the wind
While I'm in the wind
While I'm in the wind
Written by: Aodhán King, Benjamin William Hastings, Jeremy Lutito