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PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Kurzweg
John Kurzweg
Keyboards
Mark Tremonti
Mark Tremonti
Electric Guitar
Scott Phillips
Scott Phillips
Drums
Scott Stapp
Scott Stapp
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Tremonti
Mark Tremonti
Songwriter
Scott Stapp
Scott Stapp
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Creed
Creed
Mixing Engineer
John Kurzweg
John Kurzweg
Producer
Kirk Kelsey
Kirk Kelsey
Mixing Engineer
Bobby Selvaggio
Bobby Selvaggio
Recording Engineer
Shilpa Patel
Shilpa Patel
Studio Technician

Lyrics

To what do I owe this gift my friend? My life? My love? My soul? I've been dancing with the devil way too long And it's making me grow old Making me grow old, yeah Let's leave, oh, let's get away Get lost in time Where there's no reason left to hide, yeah Let's leave, oh, let's get away Run in fields of time Where there's no reason left to hide No reason to hide What are you going to do with your gift dear child? Give life? Give love? Give soul? Divided is the one who dances For the soul is so exposed So exposed Let's leave, oh, let's get away Get lost in time Where there's no reason left to hide, yeah Let's leave, oh, let's get away Run in fields of time Where there's no reason left to hide No reason to hide There is no reason to hide There is no reason to hide There is no reason to hide There is no reason to hide Yeah Let's leave, oh, let's get away Get lost in time Where there's no reason left to hide, yeah Let's leave, oh, let's get away Run in fields of time Where there's no reason left to hide, yeah Let's leave, oh, let's get away Get lost in time Where there's no reason left to hide No reason to hide There is no reason to hide No reason to hide There is no reason to hide No reason to hide
Writer(s): Mark T. Tremonti, Scott A. Stapp Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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