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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Busby Marou
Busby Marou
Performer
Thomas Busby
Thomas Busby
Vocals
Jeremy Marou
Jeremy Marou
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Busby
Thomas Busby
Composer
Lindsay Rimes
Lindsay Rimes
Composer
Ian Kenny
Ian Kenny
Composer
Gretta Ray
Gretta Ray
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lindsay Rimes
Lindsay Rimes
Producer
Garrett Kato
Garrett Kato
Producer
Peter Katis
Peter Katis
Mixing Engineer
Leon Zervos
Leon Zervos
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Feeling like I've been away too long
In a town I know I don't belong
All the solitude and sleepless nights
I'll leave it all behind
All these places I don't recognise
All these faces that I won't see twice
Just a number in a 9 to 5
So far from home tonight
Every moment lingers
Every minute losing count
Dreaming painted pictures
I can see it now
Standing on every corner
Walking down every street
Where a sunburnt city's all I know
That's where I want to be
Feel the heat of an endless summer
I can hear it calling me
The only place I'll ever call my own
Is where I want to be
Is where I want to be
High up above passing through the clouds
High on the thought that I will soon touch down
Settle safe back into your arms
Your space, your touch, your warmth
A little clarity is all I need
Familiarity is all I see
Now I swear it's like I never left
Here and now I stay
Standing on every corner
Walking down every street
Where a sunburnt city's all I know
That's where I want to be
Feel the heat of an endless summer
I can hear it calling me
The only place I'll ever call my own
Is where I want to be
Is where I want to be
Every moment lingers
Every minute losing count
I dream in painted pictures
I can see it now
Standing on every corner
Walking down every street
Where a sunburnt city's all I know
That's where I want to be
Feel the heat of an endless summer
I can hear it calling me
The only place I'll ever call my own
Is where I want to be
Every moment lingers
Is where I want to be
Every minute losing count
Is where I want to be
Every moment lingers
I can hear it calling me
The only place I'll ever call my own
Is where I want to be
Written by: Gretta Ray, Ian Kenny, Lindsay Rimes, Thomas Busby
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