Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Florentenes
Performer
William John Train Smith
Lead Vocals
Luke Holding
Electric Guitar
Harry Keith Stubbs
Bass Guitar
Liam Allan George Fiddy
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William John Train Smith
Songwriter
Luke Holding
Songwriter
Harry Keith Stubbs
Songwriter
Liam Allan George Fiddy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Eringa
Producer
Lyrics
You, small frame, big eyes
You, take note, resign
New black coat, designed
To woo the ill-advised
She's in my head and she runs the show
She's tied her threads so they cut them close
I kick my feet and I stay at home
They laugh at me now I've missed the boat
And he'll go singing door to door
When his heart of gold's becoming sore
Did it all just hit too close to home
When you shot for the moon?
And so, our doors are closed
And so, two birds one stone
So go, lead by the nose
And so, get off your throne
She's in my head and she runs the show
She's tied her threads so they cut them close
I kick my feet and I stay at home
They laugh at me now I've missed the boat
And he'll go singing door to door
When his heart of gold's becoming sore
Did it all just hit too close to home
When you shot for the moon?
And he'll go singing door to door
When his heart of gold's becoming sore
Did it all just hit too close to home
When you shot for the moon?
For the moon (x4)
Written by: Harry Keith Stubbs, Liam Allan George Fiddy, Luke Holding, William John Train Smith