Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Lianne La Havas
Chant
Howard Lawrence
Claviers
Matt Hales
Programmation
Keenan O'Meara
Chœurs
Chris Dagger
Basse
Miguel Atwood-Ferguson
Cordes
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Lianne La Havas
Paroles/Composition
Howard Lawrence
Paroles/Composition
Matt Hales
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Matt Hales
Production
Drew Bang
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Stuart Hawkes
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Ben Baptie
Ingénierie de mixage
Be Hussey
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
Did the world get a little bit colder
No wiser, just a little bit older
So slow that we're bound to fall over, oh
Did the heart grow a little bit harder?
Too much, too late, too far, too gone
But wasn't it kind of wonderful?
Wasn't it kind of wonderful, baby?
Wasn't it kind of wonderful, wonderful?
You can trip, flick a switch negative
Break the circuit between us
But electricity lingers
In our fingers
Oh, you can burn every fuse and refuse
Turn your positive minus
Electricity lingers
In our fingers
From here there's nothing but horizon
Near dawn, I'm searching for the sunrise
Remember when you put the stars into my eyes? Oh
Wasn't it kind of wonderful?
Wasn't it kind of wonderful, baby?
Wasn't it kind of wonderful, wonderful?
You can trip, flick a switch negative
Break the circuit between us
But electricity lingers
In our fingers
Oh, you can burn every fuse and refuse
Turn your positive minus
Electricity lingers
In our fingers
Oh, wasn't it kind of wonderful?
Wasn't it kind of wonderful, baby?
Wasn't it kind of wonderful, wonderful?
Oh, wasn't it kind of wonderful?
Wasn't it kind of wonderful, baby?
Wasn't it kind of wonderful, wonderful? Oh
Writer(s): Aleese Simmons, Phillip Anthony White, Ronald Anthony Lawrence, Katrina Celeste Willis
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