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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Bay
James Bay
Vocals
Joel Little
Joel Little
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Bay
James Bay
Songwriter
Michael Pollack
Michael Pollack
Songwriter
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joel Little
Joel Little
Producer
Art Smith
Art Smith
Assistant Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Bryce Bordone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Matt Wiggins
Matt Wiggins
Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Baby, when I see you up close
The wonders of the world don't come close
You're from another planet and I want you
I want to try to ride around every curve
I'm flipping every stone left unturned
I think you understand what's on my mind
The way you hit me with those eyes, I can't escape it
Time, we can take it
Love, we can make it
All night
[Verse 2]
Take me everywhere
I swear I have the patience
I wanna trace my hands across your freckle constellations
Let me let your lips be my destination, oh
I wanna hide in the covers
Discover your body slow
[Verse 3]
Till there's nowhere left to go
To go
Whoa
Whoa
[Verse 4]
Oh my God! It's happening again
I feel myself falling back in
Gravity has got me holding tightly
I might be in a little over my head
In a little deep in this bed
I think you understand what's on my mind
The way you hit me with those eyes, I can't escape it
Time, we can take it
Love, we can make it
All night
[Verse 5]
Take me everywhere
I swear I have the patience
I wanna trace my hands across your freckle constellations
Let me let your lips be my destination, oh
I wanna hide in the covers
Discover your body slow
[Verse 6]
Till there's nowhere left to go
To go
Whoa
Whoa
[Verse 7]
Take me to your mountain high
Your river, your valley wide
Take me where nobody's been before, oh
[Verse 8]
Take me everywhere
I swear I have the patience
I wanna trace my hands across your freckle constellations
Let me let your lips be my destination, oh
I wanna hide in the covers
Discover your body slow
I wanna follow your fingers forever and ever, oh, oh
[Verse 9]
Till there's nowhere left to go
To go
Whoa
Whoa
Till there's nowhere left to go
To go
Whoa
Whoa
Till there's nowhere left to go
Written by: J. Kasher, James Bay, Michael Pollack
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