Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Preston Lydotes
Guitar
Evan Calyer
Drums
Andy Baker
Bass
Nathan Shen
Guitar
Ana Schon
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Preston Lydotes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Preston Lydotes
Producer
Miguel Coral
Mixing Engineer
Charlie Burket
Mastering Engineer
Testi
Farewell you don't mean it, take it back
A slow hell, my belle
No fair, not a warning in advance
Or joy to spare
Just take your pretty eyes away
Their sunshine leaves a sour taste
I can call you on the phone, but it's not the same
'Cause I'm terrified I'll forget the feeling of your face
No you can't be certain, you can't be sane
To think that all my love can stand to wait
So read my mind
Please no goodbyes
You're just in time!
West coast – where they tell us all to live
I wanna live with you the most
Green tea, a little honey added too
I can't make it if you go
Throw my head against the wall
Oh, suddenly I don't feel so tall
I can call you on the phone, but it's not the same
'Cause I'm terrified I'll forget the feeling of your face
No you can't be certain, you can't be sane
To think that all my love can stand to wait
So read my mind
Please no goodbyes
You're just in time!
No you can't be certain, you can't be sane
To think that all my love can stand to wait
So read my mind
No goodbyes
You're just in time
Oh, just in time
Please no goodbyes
Yeah, you're just in time
Read my mind
You're just in time
You're just in time!
You're just in time!
You're just in time!
Written by: Preston Lydotes

