Видео
Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
James Morrison
Вокал
Martin Terefe
Гитара
Kristoffer Sonne
Барабаны
Dan Wilson
Фортепиано
David Davidson
Скрипка
Kristin Wilkinson
Альт
John Catchings
Виолончель
Love Sponge Strings
Струнные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
James Morrison
Автор песен
Martin Terefe
Автор песен
Dan Wilson
Автор песен
David Davidson
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Martin Terefe
Продюсер
Dyre Gormsen
Инженер звукозаписи
Iain Hill
Инженер звукозаписи
Tom Elmhirst
Миксинг-инженер
Dan Parry
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Bobby Shin
Инженер звукозаписи
Слова
[Verse 1]
I was the one who would always jump in first
You didn't think twice to look behind
Got such a good feeling just from playing in the dirt
Once when I was little
[Verse 2]
We could build a rocket, fly to the moon
Leave Tuesday morning, be back 'fore noon
And there wasn't nothing, nothing that we couldn't do
Oh, once when I was little
Once when I was little
[Verse 3]
And, yeah, I could dream more then
I could believe more then
That the world could only get better
I could be free more then
I could pretend more then
That this life could only show me good times
Once when I was little
[Verse 4]
There was a time when I trusted everyone
There was no place I would not go
Spend all day on the hillside next to the barley mow
Oh, once when I was little
Yeah, once when I was little
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I could dream more then
And I believed more then
That the world could only get better
I could be free more then
I could pretend more then
That this life could only show me good times
Once when I was little
[Verse 6]
I used to feel so strong
Even when they'd tell me
Tell me I was wrong
That I can't live in a magic world
'Cause it's time for me to grow up
And I've got to be like the rest of them
Well, I know things have been lost
[Verse 7]
Oh, I could pretend more then
And I could believe more then
That the world, it would only get better
Oh, I could believe more then, yes, I could
And I could pretend more then
That this life, yeah, could only show me good times
Once when I was little
[Verse 8]
So here comes the next one, next in line
Stay as young as you can, for the longest time
'Cause those days flew by, like a breeze just passing through
Once when I was little
Written by: Dan Wilson, James Morrison, Martin Terefe