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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Bridgit Mendler
Bridgit Mendler
Chant
Emanuel Kiriakou
Emanuel Kiriakou
Programmation
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Guitare
Evan Kidd Bogart
Evan Kidd Bogart
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bridgit Mendler
Bridgit Mendler
Paroles/Composition
Evan Kidd Bogart
Evan Kidd Bogart
Paroles/Composition
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Paroles/Composition
Emanuel Kiriakou
Emanuel Kiriakou
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Production
Emanuel Kiriakou
Emanuel Kiriakou
Production
Jens Koerkemeier
Jens Koerkemeier
Ingénierie
John Hanes
John Hanes
Ingénierie de mixage
Phil Seaford
Phil Seaford
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Think the clouds are clogging up my brain Like the weather drain same as the tears on my face And I'm stuck up in the storm eye I guess I'll be all right Oh (uh-oh, uh-oh) Oh, oh (uh-oh, uh-oh) Then it hits me like Oh (uh-oh, uh-oh) Oh, no (uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-oh) And you're that wind that swept me off my feet Got me flying 'til I'm crying, and I'm down on my knees That's what Dorothy was afraid of The sneaky tornado Oh (uh-oh, uh-oh) Oh, oh (uh-oh, uh-oh) There's no place like home (uh-oh, uh-oh) Oh, oh (uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-oh) I'm boarding up the windows Locking up my heart It's like every time the wind blows I feel it tearing us apart Every time he smiles, I let him in again Everything is fine when You're standing in the eye of the hurricane Here comes the sun, here comes the rain Standing in the eye of the hurricane Here comes the sun, here comes the rain Standing in the eye of the hurricane I'm flopping on my bed like a flying squirrel Like a little girl hurt by the big bad world Yeah, it's twisting up my insides Can't hide it on the outside Oh (uh-oh, uh-oh) Oh, oh (uh-oh, uh-oh) Yeah, it hits me like Oh (uh-oh, uh-oh) Oh, no (uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-oh) And that's when you hold me, you hold me You tell me that you know me, I'll never be lonely Say we've made it through the storm now But I'm still on the lookout Oh (uh-oh, uh-oh) Oh, oh (uh-oh, uh-oh) The air's getting cold (uh-oh, uh-oh) Cold I'm boarding up the windows Locking up my heart It's like every time the wind blows I feel it tearing us apart Every time he smiles, I let him in again Everything is fine when You're standing in the eye of the hurricane Here comes the sun, here comes the rain Standing in the eye of the hurricane Here comes the sun, here comes the rain Standing in the eye of the hurricane And he picks me up like He's got the way of the hurricane And I think I'm fine like I'm in the eye of the hurricane And he picks me up like He's got the way of the hurricane And I think I'm fine like I'm in the eye of the hurricane And I'm floating, floating And I don't know when, know when I'm gonna drop He's got the way, he's got the way I'm boarding up the windows Locking up my heart It's like every time the wind blows I feel it tearing us apart Every time he smiles, I let him in again Everything is fine when You're standing in the eye of the hurricane Here comes the sun, here comes the rain Standing in the eye of the hurricane Here comes the sun, here comes the rain Standing in the eye of the hurricane And he picks me up like He's got the way of the hurricane And I think I'm fine like I'm in the eye of the hurricane And he picks me up like He's got the way of the hurricane And I think I'm fine like I'm in the eye of the hurricane
Writer(s): Evan Kidd Bogart, Emanuel Kiriakou, Andrew Maxwell Goldstein, Bridgit Mendler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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