Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amanda Bergman
Amanda Bergman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amanda Bergman
Amanda Bergman
Composer
Petter Winnberg
Petter Winnberg
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Petter Winnberg
Petter Winnberg
Producer

Lyrics

I wasn't gone
I was taking off
Minutes were leaving, I was getting lost
I must have been sleeping, I must have been sad
Images dawn on me in the warmth of the bed
In my dreams, I was drivin'
Out of the room
But I wasn't answered by the backlit moon
Collapsed in the ocean, I want to get free
But I keep on walkin' 'til all the streets hit me
All you said to me, "You gotta give the truth to me"
The ventilation buzzed, situation screwed into me
Hurtin' enough
Is it hurtin' enough?
Gonna get used to it, life has not been true to me
Waitin' outside that room wasn't ever new to me
Hurtin' enough
Is it hurtin' enough?
Wild geese, wild love
Wild geese, wild love
Wild geese, wild love
Wild geese, wild love
Drivin' through the mines
The big parking lots
We were just born in a time
That never needed us
Be true to me weightless
Be true to me, stoned
Oh, the blue wasn't plain, boy, you weren't looking enough
With dead fields outside, the river turn into salvation
The clouds came rushing by, I think they form a letter to me
Hurtin' enough
Is it hurtin' enough?
Now, isn't that what you want? I can't say you long to
Your body's acting like you're gonna give bad news to me, yeah
Wild geese, wild love
Wild geese, wild love
Wild geese, wild love
Wild geese, wild love
Wild geese, wild, wild love
Wild geese, wild love
Wild geese, wild love
Wild geese, wild love
Written by: Amanda Bergman, Amanda Karin Bergman Hollingby, Petter Winnberg
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