Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mae Simpson
Songwriter
Aaron Elliot Silverstein
Songwriter
David Eugene Kellermann
Songwriter
Paul Christopher Pederson
Songwriter
Ricardo Javier Romero
Songwriter
Jorgen Charles Wadkins II
Songwriter
Brian "SnowMan" Powers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mae Simpson
Producer
Jorgen Charles Wadkins II
Producer
Brian "SnowMan" Powers
Producer
Tom Ganeau
Recording Engineer
Hideaway Studios Minneapolis MN
Recording Engineer
Creation Audio Minneapolis MN
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Cap guns and smoke from our fake cigarettes we'd act like we
Needed a light
pinned cards to our bikes and tear off in the gravel and we'd
Race to the first stop sign
If I could wake up in a song id wake up then
If I could wake up in a song take me way back when
Building forts out of wood from that old broken shed
House was always locked until the sun bloomed red
Getting lost in the woods just to find our way home
To momma yelling from the kitchen that dinner was on
If I could wake up in a song id wake up then
If I could wake up in a song take me way back when
When we were young and restless
Yes or no to my check list
It feels like time is catching up to you up to me up to us
Motor pad on top of the hill
Cops and robbers tell me what it feels like to be young again
We were rebels in our youth
Never scared of the truth
We were bold and we were the freedom then
Till the end of my days till the end of the world
We were always so free
When we were young and restless
Yes or no to my check list
It feels like time is catching up to you up to me
When we were young and restless
Yes or no to my check list
It feels like time is catching up to you up to me up to us
If I could wake up in a song
Written by: Aaron Elliot Silverstein, Amber Mae Simpson, Brian "SnowMan" Powers, David Eugene Kellermann, Jorgen Charles Wadkins II, Paul Christopher Pederson, Ricardo Javier Romero