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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
HONNE
HONNE
Performer
Andrew Clutterbuck
Andrew Clutterbuck
Vocals
James Hatcher
James Hatcher
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Clutterbuck
Andrew Clutterbuck
Songwriter
James Hatcher
James Hatcher
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HONNE
HONNE
Producer
Andrew Clutterbuck
Andrew Clutterbuck
Recording Engineer
James Hatcher
James Hatcher
Producer
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Wez Clarke
Wez Clarke
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's in the eyes of the beholder
And it's you I'm looking at
Oh, your freckles paint a constellation
Your whole body is a map
[Verse 2]
But I know where I'm going
I have known a long, long time
And girl, you're going with me
'Cause tonight, girl, you're all mine
[Verse 3]
There's no point in trying to hide it, I will come and find it
I know it's in there somewhere, your love for me is out there
I can hear it calling, where's your sense of belonging?
We could be getting frisky, girl, till three o'clock in the morning
[Verse 4]
Something caught my attention
Yeah, it's you I'm talking 'bout
'Cause your eyes are like an ocean
I can dive straight into that
[Verse 5]
And I feel like I'm weightless
When I'm round you, nothing can bring me down
You make me candles
Not a thing, not one thing could stop us now
[Verse 6]
There's no point in trying to hide it, I will come and find it
I know it's in there somewhere, your love for me is out there
I can hear it calling, where's your sense of belonging?
We could be getting frisky, girl, till three o'clock in the morning
[Verse 7]
Oh, baby, why'd you keep on fighting me?
You won't know what you got until it's gone
So screw your head back on, know that you're my girl
You are my number, my number one
My number one
Girl, you're my number one
[Verse 8]
There's no point in trying to hide it, I will come and find it
I know it's in there somewhere, your love for me is out there
I can hear it calling, where's your sense of belonging?
We could be getting frisky, girl, till three o'clock in the morning
Written by: Andrew Clutterbuck, James Hatcher
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