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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Pat Monahan
Chant
Jimmy Stafford
Guitare
Scott Underwood
Batterie
Jerry Becker
Claviers
Hector Maldonado
Basse
Kathryn Tickell
Cornemuse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Pat Monahan
Paroles/Composition
Butch Walker
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Butch Walker
Production
Jake Sinclair
Ingénierie de prise de son
Matthew Colecchi
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Nathan Winter
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Julian Batten
Ingénierie de prise de son
Mark Endert
Ingénierie de mixage
Doug Johnson
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Stewart Whitmore
Ingénierie de montage
Paroles
I woke up on Angel Island in your arms
To the smell of burning bridges
And the sound of those alarms in my head
We should have stayed in bed
But we held them up for ransom anyway
When the coldest days of winter
Were the summers that we took aim at the Bay
Grateful wasn't dead
And like your lips were only made for me to kiss
Oh-oh-oh-oh
We were made for this
While the girls all danced beneath a burning man
And the last waltz did somersaults to finish off the Band
Where they began in a wonder Winter land
All we ever wanted was to be alone
Learning how to fly the sky, trying to find home
Underneath the Family Stone
And just like New Year's Day was made to reminisce
Oh-oh-oh-oh
We were made for this
Love and stardust settle on us like a net
While Buckley's "Hallelujah" fills our ears from your cassette
While my heart stops beating, and you stop breathing, Juliette
You're the only thing I'm ever gonna miss
Oh-oh-oh-oh
We were made for this
Writer(s): Butch Walker, Pat Monahan
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