Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Will Young
Background Vocals
Rob Harris
Guitar
Patrick Byrne
Keyboards
Derrick McIntyre
Bass
Karen Ann Poole
Background Vocals
Matt Eccles
Drums
Winston Rollins
Trombone
Chris Storr
Trumpet
Mike Smith
Saxophone
Matt Gunner
French Horn
Howard Gott
Violin
Calina De La Mare
Violin
Robin Martin
Violin
Brian Wright
Violin
Charlotte Glasson
Viola
Sarah Willson
Cello
Mike Spencer
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Young
Composer
Patrick Byrne
Composer
Karen Ann Poole
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Patrick Byrne
Recording Engineer
Mike Spencer
Producer
Matt Hyde
Recording Engineer
Serge Krebs
Assistant Engineer
John Davis
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
The radio plays a love song
And every word seems to speak the truth
I'm trying not to feel the pain
Pretending I'm not listening
I know I should keep busy
But, filling time, it ain't that easy for me
I'm trying to mend a broken heart
Trying hard to figure out
If you give your love
Give your love to someone (give your love)
Can you get it back or is it just long gone now?
This is what I need now
Is the strength to walk away
And remember who I am again
This has gotta get better
Surely time is all I need to mend
When I'm constantly reminded of
The love that we had found
Gotta keep my head up high
I wont look down
I know it's part of the process
The fact that I, ooh I can't sleep at night
With nothing but the candle light
Nobody to hold me tight
(And I, I ask myself,
Who was in the form of knowing suddenly
That hurt each other first ain't wrong)
Yeah ya do me wrong
That's why I've got to hold on
And remember who I am again
This has gotta get better
Surely time is all I need to mend
When I'm constantly reminded of the love that we had found
Gotta keep my head up high
I wont look down
No, I won't look down
At the shadows, all are lonely
And I will walk the right side of the street
And I will hold my head up high
I know my heart will show me how
Walk away
And remember who I am again
This has gotta get better
Surely time is all I need to mend
Constantly reminded of the love that we had found
Gotta keep my head up high
Walk away
And remember who I am again
This has gotta get better
Surely time is all I need to mend
When I'm constantly reminded of the love that we had found
Gotta keep my head up high
I wont look down
Writer(s): Karen Ann Poole, William Robert Young, Patrick Byrne
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