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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dermot Kennedy
Lead Vocals
Carey Willetts
Bass
Amy Jane Hosken
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dermot Kennedy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carey Willetts
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
How it must feel to be a bird
Roamin' lonely over sea air
How it must feel to be a bird
London, Paris underneath
And I'll wait on my own
[Verse 2]
And I couldn't tell you enough that I'm sorry
And no, you couldn't tell me enough that you love me
But she's bringin' the moon and stars to me
Damn permanent reverie
And even though this life, this love is brief
I've got some people who carry me
[Verse 3]
Now wasn't it love soon as we knew each other properly?
Livin' 'bout half right till a certain person got to me
Nothing is secret, everything's sacred, how it oughta be
Under the moonlight on a clear night
On rooftops is where I wanna be
Sometimes I'm like a child, that's something I can't release
Dreams of her comin' home, sweet home
And I'm tellin' you home's so sweet
Said you reminded me of the summertime and I still mean that
In a full room, I'm the only one she's smilin' at
[Verse 4]
So wouldn't you let me know if you were thinkin' less of me
That's what she asked me, what was promised, what we both agreed
But truthfully if you ever go
You'd drop me straight to Hell, the 7th circle
And I was talkin' with you earlier
We were open and vulnerable, it was wonderful
[Verse 5]
I used to dream that you would talk to me
I used to dream that you would talk to me
[Verse 6]
And I couldn't tell you enough that I'm sorry
And no, you couldn't tell me enough that you love me
But she's bringin' the moon and stars to me
Damn permanent reverie
And even though this life, this love is brief
I've got some people who carry me
[Verse 7]
You know that feelin' when you think your heart
Is gonna crawl right out through your shirt?
Get it a couple times a year but I've been gettin' it more often with her
Now when I'm face to face with death, I'll grab his throat
And ask him, how does it hurt?
Up in those golden moments, growin' old too quickly
Was he thinkin' of her?
[Verse 8]
But she's bringin' the moon and stars to me
Damn permanent reverie
And even though this life, this love is brief
I've got some people who carry me
Written by: Dermot Kennedy