More songs by Tom Odell
Description
Vocals, Piano, Acoustic Guitar, Composer, Writer, Producer: Tom Odell
Bass Guitar: Max Goff
Violin: Richard Jones
Synthesizer, Composer, Writer: Laurie Blundell
Mixing Engineer, Producer: Cityfall
Mastering Engineer: Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer: Steve Fallone
Assistant Sound Engineer, Assistant Mixing Engineer: Christoph Skirl
Lyrics and translation
Original
Oh my boy, imagine a world that you're gonna enjoy.
You're charming, just like your grandma.
Strumming your toy guitar, you've got her wrapped around your fingers it seems.
Singing of songs of love, telling her what you'll be when you grow up.
A singer-songwriter, whatever you decide.
It's gonna be tough, getting to know the black dog in your blood.
When the war is won, just promise you'll come and visit us.
All these prayers, does anybody know if there's a heaven up there?
I'm hoping if there is, then it may be somewhere I can see your eyes still gently smiling at me.
Open up a beer, feeling kind of angry you're not here.
Don't wanna be alone.
I pick up my iPhone and I choose which part of my mind I will abuse.
I promised I wouldn't, but it's just too good to refuse.
All these dreams, they never turn out quite as big as they seem.
Still waiting for my lover to arrive, to sit down by my side and tell me I don't need to worry anymore.
Sitting on a plane, drinking to anesthetize the pain.
Don't know where it comes from.
Been there ever since I was young, I guess. But when I'm with my friends,
I feel it less.
Time out of my mind, that's when I find I'm at my best.