Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Morrison
Vocals
Martin Terefe
Guitar
Kristoffer Sonne
Drums
Dan Wilson
Piano
David Davidson
Violin
Kristin Wilkinson
Viola
John Catchings
Cello
Love Sponge Strings
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Morrison
Songwriter
Martin Terefe
Songwriter
Dan Wilson
Songwriter
David Davidson
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martin Terefe
Producer
Dyre Gormsen
Recording Engineer
Iain Hill
Recording Engineer
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer
Dan Parry
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Bobby Shin
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was the one who would always jump in first
You didn't think twice to look behind
Got such a good feeling just from playing in the dirt
Once when I was little
[Verse 2]
We could build a rocket, fly to the moon
Leave Tuesday morning, be back 'fore noon
And there wasn't nothing, nothing that we couldn't do
Oh, once when I was little
Once when I was little
[Verse 3]
And, yeah, I could dream more then
I could believe more then
That the world could only get better
I could be free more then
I could pretend more then
That this life could only show me good times
Once when I was little
[Verse 4]
There was a time when I trusted everyone
There was no place I would not go
Spend all day on the hillside next to the barley mow
Oh, once when I was little
Yeah, once when I was little
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I could dream more then
And I believed more then
That the world could only get better
I could be free more then
I could pretend more then
That this life could only show me good times
Once when I was little
[Verse 6]
I used to feel so strong
Even when they'd tell me
Tell me I was wrong
That I can't live in a magic world
'Cause it's time for me to grow up
And I've got to be like the rest of them
Well, I know things have been lost
[Verse 7]
Oh, I could pretend more then
And I could believe more then
That the world, it would only get better
Oh, I could believe more then, yes, I could
And I could pretend more then
That this life, yeah, could only show me good times
Once when I was little
[Verse 8]
So here comes the next one, next in line
Stay as young as you can, for the longest time
'Cause those days flew by, like a breeze just passing through
Once when I was little
Written by: Dan Wilson, James Morrison, Martin Terefe