Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Céline Dion
Chant
Terry Britten
Guitare
Marcus Brown
Programmation
Marianne Morgan
Chœurs
Matt Vaughan
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Terry Britten
Paroles/Composition
Charlie Dore
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Christopher Neil
Production
François Lalonde
Ingénierie de prise de son
Humberto Gatica
Ingénierie de mixage
Simon Hurrell
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
It's inevitable
I did not know there was a plan
Somewhere a perfect man
I don't believe in the stars
And then you smiled at my pretense
As you broke down my defenses
Just wanna be where you are
Love ain't like fashion
The look remains the same
I'll wear your heart forever
'Cause some things never change
Like rain, tax
After lightning, the thunder cracks (It's inevitable)
Sooner or later, it had to come true
Like rain, tax
Weeds grow up through the pavement cracks (It's inevitable)
You see what I want
What I want is you
Thought that life was logical
Love was a miracle
That happened to someone else, not me
Baby, I must've said a little prayer
Suddenly, I looked up and you were there
And the rest is history
I don't wanna be an island anymore
Just resign yourself
'Cause there's one thing for sure
Like rain, tax
After lightning the thunder cracks (It's inevitable)
Sooner or later, it had to come true (It's inevitable)
Like rain, tax
Weeds grow up through the pavement cracks (It's inevitable)
You see what I want
What I want is you
Yeah, it had to be you
It had to be you
Say you'll be here forever
You and me here together (When will you see what I want)
What I want is you
Like rain, tax
After lightning the thunder cracks, it's inevitable
Sooner or later, it had to come true
Like rain, tax
Weeds grow up through the pavement cracks, it's inevitable
You see what I want, what I want is you (It's inevitable)
Like rain, tax
After lightning the thunder cracks, it's inevitable
Sooner or later it had to come true
(You could see what I want, it's inevitable)
Like rain, tax
Weeds grow up through the pavement cracks, it's inevitable
You could see what I want
What I want is you
Like rain, tax
Written by: Charlie Dore, Terry Britten

