Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fairground Saints
Background Vocals
Mason Van Valin
Acoustic Guitar
Megan McAllister
Vocals
Elijah Edwards
Acoustic Guitar
Matt Chamberlain
Drums
Mike Finnigan
Hammond Organ
Sebastian Steinberg
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mason Van Valin
Composer
Megan McAllister
Composer
Elijah Edwards
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Wilder
Producer
Gabe Veltri
Engineer
Lyrics
I get up, I get down to the sound of your love
Always telling myself that I'm never enough
Just a bird in the sky with my eyes on the road
I don't want to be just another one of your seasons, just another one of your reasons to go
Somedays i get high on the sight of your shoulder
Somedays i wake up to a bed so much colder
It's getting harder to function, If this is all in conjunction
Baby is it really worth making Somethin' from Nothin'
Whoo yeah yeahhh
I get lost, I get found, I get high in these clouds
Searchin for all the ways i can keep you around
Just a word on a page, Just a girl on your arm
I don't want to be just another one of your seasons, just another one of your reasons to go
Somedays i get high on the sight of your shoulder
Somedays i wake up to a bed so much colder
It's getting harder to function, If this is all in conjunction
Baby is it really worth making Somethin' from Nothin'
Whoo yeah yeahhh
I've been sinking, Over-thinking everything and it's getting old
Stones wont break me, stars don't make me up and I am
Done it all for show, let it go
But i just thought that you should know
Somedays i get high on the sight of your shoulder
Somedays i wake up to a bed so much colder
It's getting harder to function, If this is all in conjunction
Baby is it really worth making Somethin' from Nothin'
Whoo yeah yeahhh X4
Writer(s): Elijah Seaman, Megan E. Mcallister, Mason Van Valin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com