Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daniel Byrne
Guitar
Chris Allan
Drums
David Radahd-Jones
Electric Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Byrne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Radahd-Jones
Producer
Red City Recordings
Recording Engineer
Grant Berry / Fader Mastering
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I'm not saying that I want you
I'm not saying that I need you back
I play your songs, but you haven't been around for three months
I walk the Paris streets in the dead of night
Staring out at the winter sky and I, wished it was easier, and I
I feel like, It's damn time I took you home
We're running from the sunlight
It seems right, but tonight we're holding on
To the first time, the first time we fell in love
Will I see your face for a fleeting glimpse
If I pray, that this plane goes down
Will I hit the ground a hundred miles from here
You got me wondering why, it feels like home for the first time
But you're not here
I feel like, It's damn time I took you home
We're running from the sunlight
It seems right, but tonight we're holding on
To the first time, the first time we fell in love
I'd still wanna see you smile
If the earth was full and I was dropping off
'Cause in another life, we could've had it all
It's like you tripped and landed straight upon my heart
I wish it was easier
And I wish it was easier
I feel like, It's damn time I took you home
We're running from the sunlight
It seems right, but tonight I'm holding on
To the first time, the first time we fell in love
The first time we fell in love
And it it feels right
Are we out of time
It feels like, it's damn time I took you home
Written by: Daniel Andrew Philip Byrne