Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Parachute
Performer
John Fields
Keyboards
Ken Chastain
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Anderson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Fields
Producer
C. Todd Nielson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rob Evans
Recording Engineer
Jon Kaplan
Mixing Engineer
Andy Marcinkowski
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Like a gunshot from miles away
She's moving in
Like a rainstorm without the clouds
She falls on you
Like a phone call to warn the truth
It never rings
It's the truth before the lies
It's the way she doesn't try
It's the wink before the sly
In Philadelphia, in Philadelphia
They met after work one day
She laughed with him
They drove off their separate ways
Then met for drinks
When he got home
The silent guilt was deafening
It's the truth before the lies
It's the way she doesn't try
It's the wink before the sly
In Philadelphia, in Philadelphia
She thought that love was gonna fight
She thought that love was gonna take her home
She thought that love was gonna save her
But love just never showed
She felt that love was always watching
Oh, we learned that love was supposed to wait
But sometimes it's the feelings
That are standing in the air
He slips off his worn out suit
And tries to rest
She's a million miles away
Across the bed
She rolls over, puts her hand
Across his chest
It's the truth before the lies
It's the way she doesn't try
It's the wink before the sly
In Philadelphia, in Philadelphia
In Philadelphia
Writer(s): William Charles Anderson
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