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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sébastien Champagne
Sébastien Champagne
Mellotron
Hubert Chaisson
Hubert Chaisson
Acoustic Guitar
The Seasons
The Seasons
Performer
Julien Chiasson
Julien Chiasson
Vocals
Samuel Renaud
Samuel Renaud
Bass Guitar
Stef Rancourt
Stef Rancourt
Programming
Marc Britan
Marc Britan
Conductor
Rémy Bellanger
Rémy Bellanger
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hubert Chaisson
Hubert Chaisson
Songwriter
Julien Chiasson
Julien Chiasson
Songwriter
Vann Delorey
Vann Delorey
Songwriter
Stef Rancourt
Stef Rancourt
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marc Thiérault
Marc Thiérault
Recording Engineer
Johanne Mc Neil
Johanne Mc Neil
Executive Producer
Stef Rancourt
Stef Rancourt
Recording Engineer
Marc Britan
Marc Britan
Executive Producer
Dave Gendron
Dave Gendron
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

You change from winter to the spring While I am sleeping Beneath these apple trees of sorrow Grown for me I read the letters in your pocket They says you're starving now It's usually reckless to write Something we don't mean And I could sit days but you wouldn't care I see those carvings in the tree we share I know that it is all of the moments That I spend with you I suddenly feel that none of them were true I know the leaves are Falling for you Fading for me Those bright lights just ain't lights of love left to be And now I'm like Hey what's going on I lay down by the fire warming up my bones 'Cause it's freezing and the only thing I want is to melt I wish I had the wear with all to do so But I'm so alone won't you know That it ain't so nice to be fooling around And picking my heart up To throw it away And I could sit days but you wouldn't care I see those carvings in the tree we share I know that it is all of the moments that I spend with you I suddenly feel that none of them were true I know the leaves are Falling for you Fading for me Those bright lights just ain't lights of love left to be And now I'm like Hey what's going on And now I sit days as the days go by And nothing seems clear as I clearly try I clearly try to figure out why I fell in love so hard It must be these apples that I ate at the start And in the end I'm calling for you Oh please, answer me Those bright lights are still lights that I'd like to see And now I'm like Hey what's going on I don't know
Writer(s): Vann Delorey, Julien Chiasson, Hubert Chiasson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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