Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eva Noblezada
Vocals
Jeremy Jordan
Vocals
Daniel Edmonds
Conductor
Nicholas Cheng
Keyboards
Trevor Neumann
Trumpet
Jennifer Wharton
Trombone
Antoine Silverman
First Violin
Melissa Tong
Violin
Entcho Todorov
Violin
Emily Bruskin Yarbrough
Violin
Paul Woodiel
Violin
Cenovia Cummins
Violin
Adda Kridler
Violin
Jonathan Dinklage
Violin
Lisa Matricardi
Violin
Mairi Dorman-Phaneuf
Cello
Jessica Wang
Cello
Natalie Tenenbaum
Keyboards
Bernd Schoenhart
Guitar
Saadi Zain
Bass
Chris Jago
Drums
Yuri Yamashita
Percussion
Mark Phaneuf
Reeds
Rick Heckman
Reeds
Erin Paul Ozolins
French Horn
Jami Dauber
Trumpet
John Zdrojeski
Vocals
Lady Jess
Violin
Tom "Lucky" Murray
Reeds
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Howland
Composer
Nathan Tysen
Lyrics
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Based on the Work of
Kait Kerrigan
Book
Kim Scharnberg
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jason Howland
Producer
Nathan Tysen
Associate Producer
Billy Jay Stein
Producer
Chunsoo Chin
Producer
Mark Shacket
Producer
Kait Kerrigan
Associate Producer
Ian Kagey
Recording Engineer
Derik Lee
Recording Engineer
Neal Shaw
Recording Engineer
Matthew Soares
Assistant Engineer
Beth Scott
Assistant Engineer
Omisha Chaitanya
Assistant Engineer
Dave McNair
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Breathe, I can't breathe, can't hold it together
I tried to inhale and my head starts to swim
To dance in your arms, all the while knowing
At the end of the night, I'm going home with him
Oh, Jay. Why didn't you marry me when you could have?
I'll marry you now
Let's run away, we'll drive until morning
Carefree and recklessly into the sun
All of those years, wiped out forever
You say the word, and it's as good as done
If we don't go now
We might never go
If we don't go now
We might never know
What this could bе (What this could be)
Who we really arе (Who we really are)
Go, go get the car
Daisy! We're going home
I'm not going home yet
Then we'll go to the Plaza. We'll drive in right now
Ah, brilliant idea, old sport! I can get us the royal suite
Don't you have to host?
Tom, don't be rude, a suite at the Plaza
Jay, it's your party, you can't disappear
As long as the lobster and cocktails keep coming
I swear to you no one cares if I am here
Ah, Nick! Jordan! We're heading into the city
We can all pile in my car!
Too hot to pile in. Tom can take Nick and Jordan
Mr. Gatsby and I will follow behind
Fine. Have it your way
We don't have to run
We're going to face him
We'll tell him it's over
And leave him behind
We don't have to hide (You know that I love you)
He'll see that it's over (Did I say I love you?)
I love you, let's go!
Before I change my mind
If we don't go now
We might never go
If we don't go now
We might never know
What this could be (What this could be)
Who we really are (Who we really are)
Go (Go)
Writer(s): Jason Howland, Nathan Tysen
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