Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Michael Dusick
Ryan Michael Dusick
Drums
Adam Levine
Adam Levine
Lead Vocals
Michael Allen Madden
Michael Allen Madden
Bass
James Valentine
James Valentine
Lead Guitar
Carmichael Jesse Royal
Carmichael Jesse Royal
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Levine
Adam Levine
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Wallace
Matt Wallace
Producer
Danny Wright
Danny Wright
Assistant Engineer
Leon Zervos
Leon Zervos
Mastering Engineer
Mike Landolt
Mike Landolt
Recording Engineer
Posie Muliadi
Posie Muliadi
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

After school, walkin' home Fresh dirt under my fingernails and I can smell hot asphalt Cars screech to a halt to let me pass And I cannot remember What life was like through photographs And trying to recreate images Life gives us from our past And sometimes it's a sad song But I Cannot forget, refuse to regret So glad I met you and Take my breath away, make everyday Worth all of the pain that I've gone through And mama, I've been cryin' 'Cause things ain't how they used to be She said, the battle's almost won And we're only several miles from the sun Woah, yeah And I'm movin' on down my street I see people I won't ever meet I think of her, take a breath Feel the beat in the rhythm of my steps And sometimes it's a sad song Oh, but I Cannot forget, refuse to regret So glad I met you and Take my breath away, make everyday Worth all of the pain that I've gone through And mama, I've been cryin' 'Cause things ain't how they used to be She said, the battle's almost won And we're only several miles from the sun The rhythm of the conversation The perfection of her creation The sex she slipped into my coffee The way she felt when she first saw me Yeah, hate to love and love to hate her Like a broken record player, yeah Back and forth and here and gone And on and on and on and on I cannot forget, refuse to regret So glad I met you and Take my breath away, make everyday Worth all of the pain that I've gone through And mama, I've been cryin' 'Cause things ain't how they used to be She said, the battle's almost won And we're only several miles from the sun I cannot forget, refuse to regret So glad I met you and Take my breath away, make everyday Worth all of the pain that I've gone through And mama, I've been cryin' 'Cause things ain't how they used to be She said, the battle's almost won And we're only several miles Say my battle's almost won And we're only several miles from the sun, yeah Oh, several miles from the sun, oh Yeah, yeah yeah Woo, woah, woah, yeah!
Writer(s): Jesse Royal Carmichael, Ryan Michael Dusick, James B. Valentine, Michael Allen Madden, Adam Noah Levine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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