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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jonathan Stephen Mullins
Piano
Gideon Klein
Cello
Foster Ferrell
Bass
Whitney Mullins
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Stephen Mullins
Songwriter
Ava Paige Davis
Songwriter
Marla Cannon-Goodman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Stephen Mullins
Producer
Ryan Prewett
Mixing Engineer
Sam Moses
Mastering Engineer
Letras
Today those double doors are gonna fling wide open
And my hand will be the only one you're holding
And when I squeeze it tight
And Look in your eyes i'll see
Matchbox, wooden blocks
And grass stained t-shirts
Dinosaurs, and blanket forts
Ball parks and bleachers
It feels like yesterday
Was only yesterday
I'd invent a time machine just to live it over and over
Wouldn't trade a million dollars for even just one little moment
From your first breath
You had my heart
I must've blinked
'Cause here we are
So can we take these last few minutes slow
Before I let you go
Started rehearsing before you were even standing
Throw on the radio in the living room dancing
Your tippy toes on mine
While I kept time
Suddenly those 2 left feet
Are running off to college
Stepping on the gas in a four door
Packed to the brim with boxes
I'd invent a time machine just to live it over and over
Wouldn't trade a million dollars for even just one little moment
From your first breath
You had my heart
I must've blinked
'Cause here we are
So can we take these last few minutes slow
Before I let you go
Let you fly
Kiss your cheek
And probably cry
Oh, it hurts to say goodbye
Even when it's not goodbye
Still I'd invent a time machine to live it over and over
Wouldn't trade a million dollars for just one little moment
From your first breath
You had my heart
I must've blinked
'Cause here we are
Can we take these last few minutes slow
Before I let you go
Today those double doors are gonna fling wide open
My hand's not gonna be the one you're holding
Writer(s): Jonathan Mullins
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