Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Georgia
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Georgia
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Georgia Barnes
Producer
Dennis White
Producer
Lyrics
It's hard to explain
We feel it
Such blood rushing beneath our souls
We feel it
Little boy, take time
Let your mind not move too fast
Then I'll make you come, come, come
'Til your heart fills up
You'll feel it
[Instrumental]
It's hard to explain
We feel it
Such blood rushing beneath our souls
We feel it
You'll feel it
We feel it
You'll feel it
We feel it
You'll feel it
We feel it
You'll feel it
We feel it
You'll feel it
[Instrumental]
Feel it
[Instrumental]
It's hard to get lost
'Cause when I feel it
It's only with you
I'll keep telling myself
I'll feel it
You'll feel it
But if we should fall into two different worlds
I'll always be there with you
I'll make you come, come, come
'Til your heart fills up
You'll feel it
[Instrumental]
I'll keep telling myself
We feel it
Such blood rushing beneath our souls
We feel it
You'll feel it
We feel it
You'll feel it
We feel it
You'll feel it
We feel it (But you can't stop us now)
You'll feel it (You're all alone)
[Instrumental]
(Feel it, feel it)
(Feel it, feel it)
Feel it
[Instrumental]
We feel it
[Instrumental]
(Woah)
Feel it
Written by: Georgia Barnes