Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sarah McLaughlin
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bishop Briggs
Songwriter
Ian Scott
Songwriter
Sarah McLaughlin
Songwriter
Dan Wilson
Songwriter
Mark Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian William Brundage
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ian Scott
Producer
Michael Freeman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dan Wilson
Producer
Jon Sinclair
Recording Engineer
Mark Jackson
Producer
Mark Stent
Mixing Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Crying eyes, broken bells
Back in course, no one tells
Down we go, wish me well
I don't know where we fell
[Verse 2]
Oh, I had a dream that you couldn't hear me screaming
Trying to tell you everything but it wouldn't stop you leaving
[Verse 3]
I wanna wake up where your love is
'Cause your love is always waking mine
I wanna break down where your heart gets
So torn it's almost breaking mine
I wanna lay here, lost and bitter
So long, I feel like I could die
I wanna tell you what my truth is
But it's buried down inside
[Verse 4]
Shining light, show and tell
Don't be scared, truth is hell
Down we go, wish me well
No one knows where we fell
[Verse 5]
Oh, I had a dream that you couldn't hear me screaming
Trying to tell you everything, but it wouldn't stop you leaving
[Verse 6]
I wanna wake up where your love is
'Cause your love is always waking mine
I wanna break down where your heart gets
So torn it's almost breaking mine
[Verse 7]
I wanna lay here, lost and bitter
So long, I feel like I could die
I wanna tell you what my truth is
But it's buried down inside
[Verse 8]
They say that secrets make you sick and I should know
Just promise me that if I tell you, you will go
Ooh, ooh, ooh
[Verse 9]
I wanna wake up where your love is
'Cause your love is always waking mine
I wanna break down where your heart gets
So torn it's almost breaking mine
I wanna lay here, lost and bitter
So long, I feel like I could die
I wanna tell you what my truth is
But it's buried down inside
It's buried down inside
Written by: Bishop Briggs, Dan Wilson, Ian Scott, Mark Jackson