Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pi Jacobs
Vocals
Adam Hall
Banjo
Zack Hall
Bass Guitar
Butch Norton
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lisa Marie Jacobs
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi Jacobs
Producer
Eric Corne
Producer
Lyrics
No one can tell, where I was last month
With an IV, and my headphones on
Now I get tired, from the day to day
But I'm smiling, like I don't feel no pain
I am gonna soak the sun, eat everything down to the crumbs
Take a holiday
Tell everybody I love you, then I'll belt a song or two
There's nothing in my way, it could be my last day
I Don't wanna talk, About the things I saw
Or my fears, or much at all
Cuz I'm still here, my mind is clear
You're so beautiful, you bring me to tears
I am gonna soak the sun, eat everything down to the crumbs
Take a holiday
Tell everybody I love you, then I'll belt a song or two
There's nothing in my way, it could be my last day
I am gonna soak the sun, eat everything down to the crumbs
Take a holiday
Tell everybody I love you, then I'll belt a song or two
There's nothing in my way
Cuz it could be, really could be
So much to do, so much to see
I hope its not me, but just in case
I'll fill my bucket up, with love today. It could be my last day
Mmm mmm mmm hmm
Written by: Lisa Marie Jacobs