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クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blindside
Blindside
Performer
Christian
Christian
Vocals
Marcus
Marcus
Drums
Simon
Simon
Vocals
Tomas
Tomas
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blindside
Blindside
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Howard Benson
Howard Benson
Producer
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Mike Plotnikoff
Mike Plotnikoff
Recording Engineer

歌詞

Waiting How can someone so close Be allowed to be so far away Your red leaves fall in the evening While I'm waking up to smog these days You know how I love when the sun touch my skin But I still miss your thoughts on rain So come and save me over the thin phoneline One of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings and My thoughts are on an airplane home While my feet are still on the ground Just one of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings But you were never late To pick up the phone and call Now it's fall And I miss making love in the Sunday afternoon sunlight Wednesday, Thursday, one down, billion to go With glasses foggy, you're losing sight So come and I'll save you over this thin phoneline One of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings and My thoughts are on an airplane home While my feet are still on the ground Just one of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings We're alone in the desert! Before you call somebody, call censor! Should be they're around and just instance I'll call 'em right now! One of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings and My thoughts are on an airplane home While my feet are still on the ground Just one of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings
Writer(s): Michelangelo Fratantuno, Terence Graves Yoshiaki, Andreas Bingel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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