Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wrabel
Vocals
Robin Hannibal
Keyboards
Joel Van Dijk
Guitar
Thomas Drayton
Bass
Gabriel "manuaLs" Wallace
Drums
Philip A. Peterson
Cello
Timothy Garland
Violin
Victoria Parker
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robin Hannibal
Songwriter
Joel Van Dijk
Songwriter
STEPHEN WRABEL
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robin Hannibal
Producer
Michael Brauer
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
It was that summer
I learned your number
Like it was my own
I still remember
That first September
Driving you home
And oh my, my, my
It's a big, big, big world out there
Been looking for something
I finally found it right here
I see poetry in your eyes
You're the only reason we rhyme
And oh my, my, my
It's a big, big, big world out there
Been looking for something
I finally found it right here
I know it's cliché
I guess I felt it
That night we met
Your old red jacket
You let me have it
So I don't forget
And oh my, my, my
It's a big, big, big world out there
And looking for something
I finally found it right here
I see poetry in your eyes
You're the only reason we rhyme
And oh my, my, my
It's a big, big, big world out there
Been looking for something
I finally found it right here
Love makes the lightest sound
You know the first time, first time
The first time it comes around
I see poetry, yeah
Love makes the lightest sound
There's something 'bout the first time, first time
The first time it comes around
I see poetry in your eyes
You're the only reason we rhyme
And oh my, my, my
It's a big, big, big world out there
Been looking for something
I finally found it right here
I see poetry in your eyes
You're the only reason we rhyme
Oh my, my, my
It's a big, big, big world out there
Finally found it right here
Writer(s): Robin Hannibal Moelsted Braun, Stephen Samuel Wrabel, Joel Van Dijk
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