More songs by Yumi Zouma
Description
Engineer: Troy Kelly
Mastering Engineer: Antoine "Chab" Chabert
Mixer: Simon Gooding
Producer, Engineer: Joshua Paul Burgess
Producer, Engineer: Charlie Everley Ryder
Producer: Christie Ann Simpson
Composer: Joshua Paul Burgess
Composer: Charlie Everley Ryder
Composer: Christie Ann Simpson
Composer: Olivia Grace Campion
Lyrics and translation
Original
If
I was on Pluto, baby, I hope you call.
Harder to reach you five billion miles from home.
And if I was a spaceman, hurtling through the cold, don't break my heart. Oh, couldn't we just get along?
And all the stupid shit we do to keep my mind away from you.
Evening conversation replacing the dust that you. . .
And who the hell am I to say that I don't need it anyway?
The weekend rodeo, come silence it on your own.
When you're out on the mainland, cowboy without a clue, do you still read my letters?
Baby, are they getting through?
When you ride in the sunset, twirling your big lasso, do you look up and feel me looking down over you?
And all the stupid shit we do to keep my mind away from you.
Evening conversation replacing the dust that you. . .
And who the hell am I to say that I don't need it anyway?
The weekend rodeo, come silence it on your own.
I believe in something bigger than I've ever known within an endless view.
Nothing but our love and what we have in common crashes me back down to you.
And all the stupid shit we do to keep my mind away from you.
Evening conversation replacing the dust that you. . .
And who the hell am I to say that I don't need it anyway?
The weekend rodeo, come silence it on your own.
I believe in something bigger than I've ever known within an endless view.
Nothing but our love and what we have in common crashes me back down to you.
I believe in something bigger than I've ever known within an endless view.
Nothing but our love and what we have in common crashes me back down to you.
English translation
If
I was on Pluto, baby, I hope you call.
Harder to reach you five billion miles from home.
And if I was a spaceman, hurtling through the cold, don't break my heart. Oh, couldn't we just get along?
And all the stupid shit we do to keep my mind away from you.
Evening conversation replacing the dust that you. . .
And who the hell am I to say that I don't need it anyway?
The weekend rodeo, come silence it on your own.
When you're out on the mainland, cowboy without a clue, do you still read my letters?
Baby, are they getting through?
When you ride in the sunset, twirling your big lasso, do you look up and feel me looking down over you?
And all the stupid shit we do to keep my mind away from you.
Evening conversation replacing the dust that you. . .
And who the hell am I to say that I don't need it anyway?
The weekend rodeo, come silence it on your own.
I believe in something bigger than I've ever known within an endless view.
Nothing but our love and what we have in common crashes me back down to you.
And all the stupid shit we do to keep my mind away from you.
Evening conversation replacing the dust that you. . .
And who the hell am I to say that I don't need it anyway?
The weekend rodeo, come silence it on your own.
I believe in something bigger than I've ever known within an endless view.
Nothing but our love and what we have in common crashes me back down to you.
I believe in something bigger than I've ever known within an endless view.
Nothing but our love and what we have in common crashes me back down to you.