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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Garcia
John Garcia
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ehren Groban
Ehren Groban
Songwriter
Mike Pygmie
Mike Pygmie
Songwriter
Greg Saenz
Greg Saenz
Songwriter
Marshall Garcia
Marshall Garcia
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Garcia
John Garcia
Producer
Chris Goss
Chris Goss
Producer
Martin Schmelzle
Martin Schmelzle
Mixing Engineer
Gene "The machine" Grimaldi
Gene "The machine" Grimaldi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

She laughs at the strangest things Man, it lights me up, makes my head ring She hides almost every night Either there she goes or stays She rides at the break of light Man, she's outta sight Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating There's no more killing them Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything There's no more saving them Oh yes, honey, there she goes walking all alone Now go slow, with what ya dig, man, she's leaving me She cries at all the things but what you mean is everything Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating There's no more killing them Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything There's no more saving them Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating There's no more killing them Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything There's no more saving them (Oh, whoa, oh) Well, little Lillianna (Oh, whoa, oh) The girl who would never be (Oh, whoa, oh) Well, little Lillianna (Oh, whoa, oh) The girl who would never be Setting sun, wild Indian, you're craving, creating No more killing them Setting sun, little Indian, your feelings mean everything There's no more saving them (Oh, whoa, oh) Well, little Lillianna (Oh, whoa, oh) The girl who would never be
Writer(s): Ehren Groban, Greg Saenz, John Garcia, Marshall Garcia, Mike Pygmie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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