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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ronan Keating
Ronan Keating
Vocals
Edvard Førre Erfjord
Edvard Førre Erfjord
Programming
Henrik Michelsen
Henrik Michelsen
Programming
Fabian Prynn
Fabian Prynn
Drums
James Canty
James Canty
Mandolin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edvard Førre Erfjord
Edvard Førre Erfjord
Composer
Henrik Michelsen
Henrik Michelsen
Composer
Gary Go
Gary Go
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Edvard Førre Erfjord
Edvard Førre Erfjord
Co-Producer
Henrik Michelsen
Henrik Michelsen
Co-Producer
Michael Freyer
Michael Freyer
Recording Engineer
Liam Nolan
Liam Nolan
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
That time when we were crossin' the Atlantic
The moment now we reach the middle
You turned to me and said somethin' romantic
"I've won the race and you're the medal"
And all the ocean liners we were passing
Are nothin' on a sailin' whistle
And as the waves rollin', we were dancing
Like we had enough to lose a little
[Verse 2]
So sure we were contenders
So strong and willin' to fight
[Verse 3]
But it's a long way down when you're far from the ground
And I've been fallin' most of my life
And though the sun shines on even after you're gone
I feel sorry for the wasted light
Wasted light
[Verse 4]
Spill off the port into a crowded mainstream
Lookin' for somewhere to settle
Soon enough, we're lost inside the mystery
We'll be strangers before night settles
With so much to say, we've said too little
[Verse 5]
Back then we were pretenders
So young and ready to fight
[Verse 6]
Oh, but it's a long way down when you're far from the ground
I've been fallin' most of my life
And though the sun shines on even after you're gone
I feel sorry for the wasted light
I feel sorry for the wasted light
[Verse 7]
Oh, it's a long way down when you're far from the ground
I've been fallin' most of my life
And though the clock ticks on even after you're gone
I'm just shakin' hands with wasted time
I'm still prayin' you'll come home one night
[Verse 8]
Oh, it's a long way down
When you're far from ground
And though the sun shines on even after you're gone
I feel sorry for the wasted light
I'm still prayin' you'll come home one night
[Verse 9]
So here I am, crossin' the Atlantic
Maybe see you at the middle
Written by: Edvard Førre Erfjord, Gary Go, Henrik Michelsen
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