Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tor Miller
Piano
Eliot James
Percussion
Jon Green
Background Vocals
George Cook
Drums
Ollie Langford
Violin
Ian Burdge
Cello
Quentin Collins
Trumpet
Trevor Mires
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tor Miller
Songwriter
Dave Katz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eliot James
Producer
Jon Green
Co-Producer
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Letra
I left home about a week ago
I never really had a brain of my own
Back then I had an ego
thinkin' that the world was so damn small
and it's like
the lawn's on fire
like
the fumes might get me high
baby blue,
what should I do?
well, I feel so lost
without you
and I'm deaf; dumb; blinded; out of touch
your eyes got so big
who can I trust?
And I feel so far from your side
and when I look up
I start to cry
you're a darker hue
my baby blue
and I've re-read the same page
never comprehending what the words have to say
I'm always on the next stage
livin' for a moment that never comes my way
and it's like
my numbers retired
like
we always knew our lines
baby blue,
what should I do?
well, I feel so lost
without you
and I'm deaf; dumb; blinded; out of touch
your eyes got so big
who can I trust?
And I feel so far from your side
and when I look up
I start to cry
you're a darker hue
baby blue,
what should I do?
well, I feel so lost
without you
I'm deaf; dumb; blinded; out of touch
your eyes got so big
who can I trust?
and I feel so far from your side
and when I look up
I start to cry
you're a darker hue
my baby blue
you're a darker hue
my baby blue
Writer(s): David Anthony Katz, Tor Albert Miller
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