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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kristian Bush
Kristian Bush
Acoustic Guitar
Jennifer Nettles
Jennifer Nettles
Vocals
Paul Bushnell
Paul Bushnell
Bass Guitar
Michael Landau
Michael Landau
Electric Guitar
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Brandon Bush
Brandon Bush
Hammond Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kristian Bush
Kristian Bush
Songwriter
Jennifer Nettles
Jennifer Nettles
Songwriter
Scooter Carusoe
Scooter Carusoe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Producer
Kristian Bush
Kristian Bush
Producer
Jennifer Nettles
Jennifer Nettles
Producer
Julian King
Julian King
Recording Engineer
Sara Lesher
Sara Lesher
Recording Engineer
Erik Lutkins
Erik Lutkins
Recording Engineer
David Bryant
David Bryant
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tom Tapley
Tom Tapley
Assistant Recording Engineer
Darren Tablan
Darren Tablan
Assistant Recording Engineer
Kevin Killen
Kevin Killen
Mixing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Sometimes it's a pair of Old faded denim, I know It's gonna fit me like a friend Or some radio song You can't help but sing along Wishin' they'd spin it over and over again Could be the windows down on a Sunday drive Smell of rain on a summer night Anything that brings a little more comfort my way But sometimes, there's those times It's gotta be you I keep tellin' myself I'm movin' on But I'm stumblin' Believin' my heart was strong enough But now I'm wonderin' But every step I take that leads me away Just circles back to your door Wishin' I didn't love you anymore I've tried turnin' to The arms of someone new But I can't seem to fool this fool I've seen closin' times With every bottle dry And I've seen days alone in my own room I've asked God and magazines Stacks of books and movie screens Anything to bring a little more comfort my way But sometimes, there's those times It's gotta be you I keep tellin' myself I'm movin' on But I'm stumblin' Believin' my heart was strong enough But now I'm wonderin' 'Cause every step I take that leads me away Just circles back to your door Wishin' I didn't love you anymore Of you, give me more I've done everything I can (I can) to forget (forget) If there is a way, I ain't found it yet I keep tellin' myself I'm movin' on Believin' my heart was strong But every step I take that leads me away Just circles back to your door Wishin' I didn't love you What I'd give if I could touch you Wishin' I didn't love you anymore
Writer(s): Kristian Bush, Jennifer Nettles, Travis Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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