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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sarah Harmer
Vocals
Marc Rogers
Bass
Gavin Brown
Drums
Jimmy Shaw
Guitar
Dean Drouillard
Guitar
Chris Brown
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sarah Harmer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gavin Brown
Engineer
Lenny De Rose
Mixing Engineer
Dave Mohacsi
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Oh, late bloomer, the rumors were true
You know, I checked your ID when you left the room
I didn't wanna see it comin', I showed off my heart
Now there's a scar in the shape of a question mark
Oh, late bloomer, the rumors were true
And scattered leaves are all that's left of you
[Verse 2]
I never thought I'd be the marrying kind
It was nothing to be always left behind
From the ship that was sailed with everyone on it
I said, "Give me the land
I know what I want and where I'm wanted"
But you came in whistling, "I'll go if you'll go"
And I was waitin' round to play like an old piano
[Verse 3]
And, honey, I couldn't see the trouble
Sleepin' down deep where these lights won't go
I couldn't see the trouble underneath
I set my sights on what was alright
My will didn't know where these lights won't go
I couldn't see the trouble underneath
[Verse 4]
Who knew it would be you through the wall
Listening in to a voice on a call
And hearin' the strings and shoot 'em up sure
Little did I know then, oh, little did I know
Long before listening forever
Was shot down before it was ever delivered
[Verse 5]
And, honey, I couldn't see the trouble
Sleepin' down deep where these lights won't go
I couldn't see the trouble underneath
I set my sights on what was alright
My will didn't know where these lights won't go
I couldn't see the trouble
[Verse 6]
Oh, late bloomer, the rumors were true
I checked your ID, what was it I knew?
I didn't wanna see it comin', I showed off my heart
Now there's a scar in the shape of a question mark
Oh, late bloomer, the rumors were true
And scattered leaves are all that's left of you
[Verse 7]
And, honey, I couldn't see the trouble
Sleepin' down deep where these lights won't go
I couldn't see the trouble underneath
I set my sights on what was alright
And my will didn't know where these lights won't go
I couldn't see the trouble
I couldn't see the trouble
I couldn't see the trouble
[Verse 8]
Oh, late bloomer, the rumors were true
Written by: Sarah Harmer