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Katie Melua
Katie Melua
Ведущий вокал
Tim Harries
Tim Harries
Контрабас
Gori Women's Choir
Gori Women's Choir
Хор
Teona Tsiramua
Teona Tsiramua
Хормейстер
Mark Edwards
Mark Edwards
Клавишные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Don Black
Don Black
Автор песен
Katie Melua
Katie Melua
Аранжировщик
Tim Harries
Tim Harries
Аранжировщик
Bob Chilcott
Bob Chilcott
Аранжировщик
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Katie Melua
Katie Melua
Продюсер
Adam Bartlett
Adam Bartlett
Миксинг-инженер
Glenn Kerrigan
Glenn Kerrigan
Мастеринг-инженер
Colin Walker
Colin Walker
Инженер звукозаписи
Sumit Bothra
Sumit Bothra
Исполнительный продюсер

Слова

The seats were all dusty The side doors were open Those airplanes were left there years ago Granddad had spoken of forests in Russia I pictured him walking in ten inches of snow We liked pretending those planes could fly That nothing was out of reach in the whole of the sky It was just pretending, simple to do We'd make some plans and travel someplace new Paris and London Those cities in movies Perfect lives were lived if they could be believed Back in the real world they seemed so distant But none of it mattered in the airplane field We liked pretending those planes could fly That rusty old wings knew the entire sky It was just pretending there was nothing more Hey, why the sad face? Can't you feel this cabin soar It was great pretending those planes could fly That nothing was out of reach in the whole of the sky Come on hurry we'll soon be gone It's time for us to put our seat belts on
Writer(s): Don Black, Katie Melua Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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