Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
TRAAMS
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Stock
Composer
Leigh Padley
Composer
Stuart Hopkins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Peel
Producer
Alex Greaves
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I guess it's coming round
I keep on looking out the window
Animated in the shadow of your gaze
I can only picture it
I keep assuming what it feels like
Fascinated by the order of the day
And I weight your words
To bring those same sounds
Throughout the summer well be getting around
Liberated by the toil and the trade
I can only picture it
I am forgetting what it felt like
Cos things are different now, gone are the days
Oh what a way to work (a way, to work, a way, to work)
And it feels like home
When your here with me
although it's gone
You'll never be
And I feel it all
Like it was yesterday
My heart was shorn
But our soul remains
Written by: Adam Stock, Leigh Padley, Stuart Hopkins