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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Crew
Mark Crew
Programming
Dan Smith
Dan Smith
Vocals
William Farquarson
William Farquarson
Bass Guitar
Chris Wood
Chris Wood
Drums
Senab Adekunle
Senab Adekunle
Background Vocals
Reese Robinson
Reese Robinson
Background Vocals
Rittipo
Rittipo
Saxophone
Dan Priddy
Dan Priddy
Programming
John Rittipo-Moore
John Rittipo-Moore
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Smith
Dan Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Crew
Mark Crew
Producer
Dan Smith
Dan Smith
Producer
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer
Brandon Bost
Brandon Bost
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I can feel your eyes in the back of my head
Burning, burning, burning
Floating through the room as the hairs on my arms
Are rising, rising, rising
I’m chemically drawn closer to you
Eyes wide, eyes wide open
Will you be my future, or just an escape?
Love me, love me, love me
[Verse 2]
You never get to heaven on a night like this
[Verse 3]
Those nights, when your friends are gone and you’re holding on for someone (To leave with)
Those nights, when you crave someone to be there at dawn to wake with, 'cause aren’t we all just
Looking for a little bit of hope these days, looking for somebody you can wake up with
Looking for a little bit of hope these days, we are, we are
[Verse 4]
Pulling at my t-shirt your hands everywhere
Rising, rising, rising
As you trip and fall dragging me up the stairs
What’s your, what’s your name now?
[Verse 5]
You try to get to heaven on a night like this
But you, you never get to heaven on a night like this
[Verse 6]
Those nights, when your friends are gone and you’re holding on for someone (To leave with)
Those nights, when you crave someone to be there at dawn to wake with, 'cause aren’t we all just
Looking for a little bit of hope these days, looking for somebody you can wake up with
Looking for a little bit of hope these days, we are, we are
[Verse 7]
The lights, the lights, the lights, they cut a path across the room
The lights, the lights, the lights, a blinding look from me to you
And I’ll be the rabbit in the headlights (We’ll never get to heaven)
I’ll be your rabbit in the headlights (We’ll never get to)
[Verse 8]
Those nights, when your friends are gone and you’re holding on for someone (To leave with)
Those nights, when you crave someone to be there at dawn to wake with, 'cause aren’t we all just
Looking for a little bit of hope these days, looking for somebody you can wake up with
Looking for a little bit of hope these days, we are, we are
Written by: Dan Smith
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