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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sven Ross
Sven Ross
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Boyden
David Boyden
Composer
Jonathan Whiskerd
Jonathan Whiskerd
Composer
Sven Reus
Sven Reus
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sven Reus
Sven Reus
Producer
Ernst van Dusseldorp
Ernst van Dusseldorp
Mixing Engineer
Michael Fink
Michael Fink
Producer

Lyrics

A memory is a wild place to go
Losing track of time on the train ride home
I'm dreaming of your breath upon my skin
But I don't know if we even still exist
You might be back tomorrow
If I close my eyes today
The landscape keeps on moving
As my hopes roll high and low
A memory is a wild place to go
Now we're on hold there's things to figure out
Like who we are and what life's all about
We said we'd always cherish what we have
I guess I'm just afraid that you'll forget
You might be back tomorrow
If I close my eyes today
The landscape keeps on moving
The wilderness won't change
As my hopes roll high and low
Either you come back or you won't
As my hopes roll high and low
A memory is a wild place to go
Losing track of time on the train ride home
Written by: David Boyden, Jonathan Whiskerd, Sven Reus
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