Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaelee Small
Jaelee Small
Background Vocals
Alex Fletcher
Alex Fletcher
Background Vocals
Steve Holmes
Steve Holmes
Background Vocals
Joe Rodwell
Joe Rodwell
Trumpet
Tanera Dawkins
Tanera Dawkins
Cello
Alice Cooper-Hall
Alice Cooper-Hall
Violin
Abigail Dance
Abigail Dance
Viola
Azzedine Loukil
Azzedine Loukil
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaelee Small
Jaelee Small
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaelee Small
Jaelee Small
Producer
Steve Holmes
Steve Holmes
Additional Engineer
Joe Rodwell
Joe Rodwell
Producer
Mike Cave
Mike Cave
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I fell from the tree and I hit the ground
You wouldn’t know, I never made a sound
I look above laughing at my knee
Never felt more alone
Open your eyes… open your eyes…
Trying and sighing I turn to the floor
Clutching the grass, pulling at straws
I don’t want to move, I stare at the graze
Never felt more alone
Open your eyes… open your eyes…
I guess it’s ok to move on
Why would you think about me?
I tried my best to hold on
I’m tired, heavy but free
A price to pay, a burden that I simply won’t share
I’m trying my best to move on…
The apple fell far from the tree
You wouldn’t know, it just about missed me?
Ways to the sky, I wonder why?
Can I race to the moon?
Open your eyes… open your eyes…
I pricked my thumb fi fi hey diddle diddle dum (How dumb)
Hmmmm
Looks like I’m not the only one
Twiddling my fingers and curling my thumb
Can I race to the moon?
Open your eyes…
I guess it’s ok to move on
Why would you think about me?
I tried my best to hold on
I’m tired, heavy but free
A price to pay, a burden that I simply won’t share
I guess it’s fair to move on…
Did it hurt when you fell down and hit the ground
Dusted off and remained proud
Where are you going, don’t be scared
Who what where when why?
I guess it’s ok to move on
Why would you think about me?
I tried my best to hold on
I’m tired, heavy but free
A price to pay, a burden that I simply won’t share
I guess it’s fair to move on…
I guess it’s ok to move on
Why would you think about me?
I tried my best to hold on
I’m tired, heavy but free
A price to pay, a burden that I simply won’t share
I guess it’s fair to move on…
Where will I go
When do I go
What will I know
Written by: Jaelee Small
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