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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave Matthews
Dave Matthews
Vocals
Boyd Tinsley
Boyd Tinsley
Violin
Carter Beauford
Carter Beauford
Drums
Stefan Lessard
Stefan Lessard
Bass Guitar
Leroi Moore
Leroi Moore
Tenor Saxophone
Tim Reynolds
Tim Reynolds
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Matthews
Dave Matthews
Songwriter
Peter M. Griesar
Peter M. Griesar
Songwriter
Boyd Tinsley
Boyd Tinsley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Lillywhite
Steve Lillywhite
Producer
John Siket
John Siket
Engineer
Chris Laidlaw
Chris Laidlaw
Assistant Engineer
Scott Gormley
Scott Gormley
Assistant Engineer
Paul Higgins
Paul Higgins
Assistant Engineer
Tom Lord-Alge
Tom Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Alex Case
Alex Case
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I say my hell is the closet, I'm stuck inside Can't see the light And my heaven is a nice house in the sky Got central heating and I'm alright Yeah, yeah, yeah Can't see the light Keep it locked up inside Don't talk about it T-t-talk about the weather Yeah, yeah, yeah Can't see the light Open up my head and let me out, a-little baby 'Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time Treading, trotting trails for a long, long time I say my hell is the closet, I'm stuck inside Can't see the light And my heaven is a nice house in the sky Got central heating and I'm alright 'Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time Treading, trotting trails for a long, long time Time, time, time, time, time, time I find sometimes it's easy to be myself Sometimes I find it's better to be somebody else I see you, young and soft, oh, little baby Little feet (little hands), a-little feet (little feet), a-little baby One year of crying and the words creep up inside Deep into your mind, yeah So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say 'Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time Treading, trotting trails for a long, long time Time, time, time, time, time, time I find sometimes it's easy to be myself Sometimes I find it's better to be somebody else So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say Open up my head and let me out, little baby
Writer(s): Nisan Stewart, Craig Brockman, Charlene Keys Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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