Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Annabelle Sharp
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mount Doom Studio
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lyrics
You said you'd tell me everything when I turned eighteen
I'm almost twenty-one and I still don't know what life means
Another year older not a step closer
Still looking for you over my shoulder
I know that you made your choice
But I miss your voice
And I'm having a hard time finding and keeping mine
I miss writing rhymes with you when I was a kid
And every now and then
It keeps getting harder to pick up my pen
And now I'm building my own universe
Without your help and never hearing about yours
Building my own universe
Without your help and never hearing about yours
I try to understand the calculus of difficult topics
But i just sit with my hands tucked in my back pockets
A man with a smile that lit up an entire room
How did none of us know what you were going through
I know that you made your choice
But I miss your voice
And I'm having a hard time finding and keeping mine
I miss us scratching off crossword lotto tickets every few days
Now I'm having a hard time staying between the lines
And now I'm building my own universe
Without your help and never hearing about yours
Building my own universe
Without your help and never hearing about yours
I know that you made your choice
But I miss your voice
And I'm having a hard time finding and keeping mine
I miss writing rhymes with you when I was a kid
And every now and then
It keeps getting harder to pick up my pen
And now I'm building my own universe
Without your help and never hearing about yours
Building my own universe
Without your help and never hearing about yours
You said you'd tell me everything when I turned eighteen
I'll be twenty one next week and I don't know what life means
Written by: Annabelle Sharp