Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eleni Drake
Vocals
Sean Rogan
Electric Guitar
Chris Rabbitts
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eleni Drake
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eleni Drake
Co-Producer
Frank Colucci
Producer
Cicely Balston
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Late night road trips,
Cold hands, Warm kiss,
Sleep with the radio on too.
Sun beams find you,
It's like I know,
I'd sing every song for you.
Fan girl t-shirt,
Honey eyes burnt,
Heaven, right into me.
Standing 6'4,
Just to get you on the floor,
I didn't think it'd be so sweet.
I didn't think it'd be so sweet,
I didn't think so,
I didn't think it'd be so sweet,
I didn't think so.
Fall in quickly,
Fall out faster,
I think the problem lies with me?
Left me speechless,
Left to reach this,
Impossible, tall pillar, dream.
Fearful afters,
A disaster,
I'd do anything to leave.
But I'm just a child,
And you a thief,
Crawling towards you on my knees.
I didn't think it'd be so sweet,
I didn't think so,
I didn't think it'd be so sweet,
I didn't think so.
"These violent delights,
have violent ends"
It'd do me some good to,
remember this
I didn't think it'd be this sweet,
I didn't think so,
I didn't think it'd be this sweet,
I didn't think so.
Written by: Eleni Drake