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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lucy Blue
Lucy Blue
Vocals
Ben Jackson-Cook
Ben Jackson-Cook
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucy Blue
Lucy Blue
Lyrics
Ben Jackson-Cook
Ben Jackson-Cook
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Jackson-Cook
Ben Jackson-Cook
Producer
Sam Tsang
Sam Tsang
Producer
Lee Smith
Lee Smith
Mixing Engineer
Miles Showell
Miles Showell
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Do you ever think about The first man on the moon? I feel just like him And I don't know what to do So far from anything That feels close to home I feel so on my own Do you get that too? I get that way to a crowded room I don't get homesick Just sick of never Feeling at home Anywhere I go And it's hopeless To feel so loved But feel so alone But I played the record that we played Through the whole night Just to try and feel something I felt on that slow drive But I don't get homesick Just sick of never feeling at home Do you ever feel like The night manager? I don't know the hotеl In the ghost town No one really comеs To stay here anymore They're paying me to watch out But I don't know what for But, I keep watching I don't get homesick Just sick of never Feeling at home Anywhere I go And it's hopeless To feel so loved But feel so alone And I played the record that we played Through the whole night Just to try and feel something I felt on that slow drive But I don't get homesick Just sick of never feeling at Sometimes I miss your old house More than my own I know it doesn't make sense But every birthday Feels different The older I get And I hate it I don't get homesick Just sick of never Feeling at home Anywhere I go And it's hopeless To feel so loved But feel so alone So I played the record that we played Through the whole night Just to try and feel something I felt on that slow drive But I don't get homesick Just sick of never feeling at home
Writer(s): Benjamin Jackson-cook, Lucy Blue Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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