積分

演出藝人
Patrick Sheehy
Patrick Sheehy
聲樂
Cormac Butler
Cormac Butler
電子琴
Joylin
Joylin
小提琴
Ross Chapman
Ross Chapman
電吉他
詞曲
Patrick Sheehy
Patrick Sheehy
詞曲創作
Conor Byrne
Conor Byrne
詞曲創作
Cormac Butler
Cormac Butler
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Patrick Sheehy
Patrick Sheehy
製作人
Cormac Butler
Cormac Butler
製作人

歌詞

I used to call up to your family house, Just hang around
Kick the ball around the field
Spending hours in the streets around this little town 
Like a shadow next to me 
Four feet tall we used to think that we could lift the world 
Had to head home before six 
We had it all the only trouble happened in the dirt 
When did it ever come to this 
Now I wait for you 
With a coffee getting cold 
Used to late call you 
We don’t do that anymore 
If you could acknowledge my existence 
Take the last few years I’ll admit it 
That I hate fallin out of touch 
now we’re getting old 
Skipping school on Friday mornings just to feel alive 
Texting all the pretty girls 
Asking how was class and who was in your five? 
By the weekend kissing her 
End of summer spent our money on the cheapest wine 
But all those memories were dear 
Now I’m parked up by the pier 
 watching the water shine 
If only now I had you hear 
Now I wait for you 
With a coffee getting cold 
Used to late call you 
We don’t do that anymore 
If you could acknowledge my existence 
Take the last few years I’ll admit it 
That I hate fallin out of touch now we’re getting old
Written by: Conor Byrne, Cormac Butler, Patrick Sheehy
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