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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yumi Zouma
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Everley Ryder
Songwriter
Christie Anne Simpson
Composer
Joshua Paul Burgess
Composer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was only wanting, hour on the phone like
Till your reasons start to shift
Really think you could give yourself away
Half a moment living in the sunsets of our youth
Kill the world wasn't enough to turn us loose
You never notice when my breathing gets loud
But give yourself a break
[Verse 2]
Another sunlight in your eyes
And now they remind me of
Nothing ever made it right
[Verse 3]
Painting it powder blue like the reflections of your room
We can just take a day, acting around on top of you
[Verse 4]
Time there was a cracked wrist, honoring intentions
Dancing in the pouring rain
You don't deserve to miss every chance you get
I discovered that you wouldn't like to give up this
It makes me wonder if you'd ever give me trust
I heard you think I'm not the quickest catch
But, you know we've got it made
[Verse 5]
It's just a lover's to loose
One o'clock afternoon
To follow all the paths you choose
[Verse 6]
Painting it powder blue, like the reflections in your room
We can just take a day, acting around on top of you
Counting the time of dream
Love's an illusion hard to keep
Spinning the dark, it hurts to make it all fall back in peace
[Verse 7]
You tread them through like it's just another day
(I'll take your word for it)
He'll treat the weeks like they're for free
You soften your voice, I know exactly what I'm supposed to do
Just look at the boys, I could say anything I wanted to
[Verse 8]
It's just a lover's bid to lose
One o'clock afternoon
To follow all the paths you choose
[Verse 9]
Painting it powder blue, like the reflections in your room
We can just take a day, acting around on top of you
Counting the time of dream
Love's an illusion hard to keep
Spinning the dark, it hurts to make it all fall back in peace
We're chilling through just like it's another day
We'll treat the weeks like they're for free
Just soften your voice, I know exactly what you're supposed to do
Just look at the boys, I could say anything I wanted to
Written by: Charlie Everley Ryder, Christie Anne Simpson, Joshua Paul Burgess