制作

出演艺人
Blindside
Blindside
表演者
Christian Lindskog
Christian Lindskog
演唱
Marcus Dahlstrom
Marcus Dahlstrom
Simon Grenehed
Simon Grenehed
吉他
Tomas Naslund
Tomas Naslund
贝司
作曲和作词
Christian Lindskog
Christian Lindskog
词曲作者
Marcus Dahlstrom
Marcus Dahlstrom
词曲作者
Simon Grenehed
Simon Grenehed
词曲作者
Tomas Naslund
Tomas Naslund
词曲作者
制作和工程
Howard Benson
Howard Benson
制作人
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
母带工程师
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
混音工程师
Mike Plotnikoff
Mike Plotnikoff
录音工程师

歌词

Waiting How can someone so close Be allowed to be so far away Your red leaves fall in the evening While I'm waking up to smog these days You know how I love when the sun touch my skin But I still miss your thoughts on rain So come and save me over the thin phoneline One of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings and My thoughts are on an airplane home While my feet are still on the ground Just one of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings But you were never late To pick up the phone and call Now it's fall And I miss making love in the Sunday afternoon sunlight Wednesday, Thursday, one down, billion to go With glasses foggy, you're losing sight So come and I'll save you over this thin phoneline One of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings and My thoughts are on an airplane home While my feet are still on the ground Just one of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings We're alone in the desert! Before you call somebody, call censor! Should be they're around and just instance I'll call 'em right now! One of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings and My thoughts are on an airplane home While my feet are still on the ground Just one of those days where you learn to fly With broken wings
Writer(s): Michelangelo Fratantuno, Terence Graves Yoshiaki, Andreas Bingel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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