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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kingfishr
Kingfishr
Performer
Edmond Keogh
Edmond Keogh
Guitar
Eoghan McGrath
Eoghan McGrath
Banjo
Eoin Fitzgibbon
Eoin Fitzgibbon
Guitar
Carey Willetts
Carey Willetts
Keyboards
Connor King
Connor King
Drums
Peter O'Sullivan
Peter O'Sullivan
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edmond Keogh
Edmond Keogh
Songwriter
Eoghan McGrath
Eoghan McGrath
Songwriter
Eoin Fitzgibbon
Eoin Fitzgibbon
Songwriter
Carey Willetts
Carey Willetts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carey Willetts
Carey Willetts
Producer
Daniel Moyler
Daniel Moyler
Mixing Engineer
Simon Francis
Simon Francis
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Was it ever enough? The ties that bind the hand that hide the tears A labour of love The glory days and the boys all say If it's meant to be, it'll be But if I'd known about the danger Maybe things might be some other kind of way Maybe the stars would still be shining And your hands still wrapped in mine Cruising down some distant motorway Call me a coward Terrified of asking you to stay All I had were blues and shades of grey for so long Call me a coward Running from the dreams inside my head Living with the things I should have said, it's too late On a hillside we knew A starry night and the endless fights Breaking down to the news that she'd gone In a field with the dogs The briars swarm and frozen form And the hole in my heart that you left But if I'd known about the danger Maybe things might be some other kind of way Maybe the stars would still be shining And your hands still wrapped in mine Cruising down some distant motorway Call me a coward Terrified of asking you to stay All I had were blues and shades of grey for so long Call me a coward Running from the dreams inside my head Living with the things I should have said, it's too late Too little, too late Too little, too late Round and round it echoes in my head Too little, too late Too little, too late Round and round it echoes in my head Call me a coward (Too little, too late) Terrified of asking you to stay (Too little, too late) All I had were blues and shades of grey for so long (Round and round it echoes in my head) Call me a coward (Too little, too late) Running from the dreams inside my head (Too little, too late) Living with the things I should have said, it's too late (Round and round it echoes in my head)
Writer(s): Carey Willetts, Eoghan Mcgrath, Eoin Fitzgibbon, Edmond Keogh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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