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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stina Holmquist
Stina Holmquist
Piano
Lasse Per Jebavy
Lasse Per Jebavy
Drums
Alex Sprave
Alex Sprave
Synthesizer
Joshua Mandlburger
Joshua Mandlburger
Bass
Tarik Mujadzic
Tarik Mujadzic
Guitar
Paul Sabel
Paul Sabel
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stina Holmquist
Stina Holmquist
Songwriter
Lasse Per Jebavy
Lasse Per Jebavy
Composer
Alex Sprave
Alex Sprave
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Sprave
Alex Sprave
Producer

Lyrics

On the hillside, near the sea
Feel the breeze oh through the golden trees
Oh, your words move my thoughts
Still pretend that I don't recall
See the air turn from blue to black
How the light breaks through the window glass
Let it hurt me, let it dry
Told me again that they're not on my mind
I don't want to know if you know that
I don't want to care if you ever go back
I don't want to know if you know that
I don't care, I do
Between the hillside and your car - you're catching up to me
Guess you turned into a scar
Should I drop the act or speak my mind
In the end as time relapses
I see the air turn from blue to black
How the light breaks through the window glass
Let it hurt me, let it dry
Told me again that they're not on my mind
I don't want to know if you know that
I don't want to care if you ever go back
I don't want to know if you know that
I don't care, I do
See me there in the sky
I did not know you
Follow me down the road if I should show you
See me there in the sky
I did not know you
Follow me down the road if I should show you
See me there in the sky
I did not know you
Follow me down the road if I should show you
See me there in the sky
I did not know you
Follow me down the road if I should show you
I don't want to know if you know that
I don't want to care if you ever go back
I don't want to know if you know that
I don't care, I do
Written by: Alex Sprave, Lasse Per Jebavy, Stina Holmquist
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