Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Pi Jacobs
Chant
Adam Hall
Banjo
Zack Hall
Guitare basse
Butch Norton
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Lisa Marie Jacobs
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Pi Jacobs
Production
Eric Corne
Production
Paroles
No one can tell, where I was last month
With an IV, and my headphones on
Now I get tired, from the day to day
But I'm smiling, like I don't feel no pain
I am gonna soak the sun, eat everything down to the crumbs
Take a holiday
Tell everybody I love you, then I'll belt a song or two
There's nothing in my way, it could be my last day
I Don't wanna talk, About the things I saw
Or my fears, or much at all
Cuz I'm still here, my mind is clear
You're so beautiful, you bring me to tears
I am gonna soak the sun, eat everything down to the crumbs
Take a holiday
Tell everybody I love you, then I'll belt a song or two
There's nothing in my way, it could be my last day
I am gonna soak the sun, eat everything down to the crumbs
Take a holiday
Tell everybody I love you, then I'll belt a song or two
There's nothing in my way
Cuz it could be, really could be
So much to do, so much to see
I hope its not me, but just in case
I'll fill my bucket up, with love today. It could be my last day
Mmm mmm mmm hmm
Written by: Lisa Marie Jacobs