Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Teddy Swims
Vocals
John Ryan
Background Vocals
Sean Erick
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Ryan
Songwriter
Mags Duval
Songwriter
Steph Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Ryan
Producer
Jeff Gunnell
Recording Engineer
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Alex Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We should put on your favorite records
Pour a little whiskey too early in the day
We could blame it all on the weather
I swear the connection was better in L.A.
We could use our imaginations
Make up a confrontation
For the sake of somethin' goin' on
We should put on our favorite records
If we're lucky, turn tonight into a love song
[Chorus]
It's alright
Gonna stay right here till it hits us
Even if it takes all night
Gonna find the flame, we've been missin', baby
It's alright
Gonna stay right here till it hits us
Even if it takes all night
Gonna find the flame, we've been missin', baby
[Verse 2]
We could try a couple different angles
Your way or my way, maybe somethin' in between
We could throw it up to the angels
Call it a day, say we gave it everything
Just 'cause we don't see, doesn't mean, doesn't mean it isn't there
Just 'cause we don't feel, it doesn't mean, doesn't mean we don't care, oh-oh-oh
[Chorus]
It's alright
Gonna stay right here till it hits us
Even if it takes all night
Gonna find the flame, we've been missin', baby
It's alright
Gonna stay right here till it hits us
Even if it takes all night
We're gonna find the flame, we've been missin', baby
[Outro]
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Written by: John Ryan, Mags Duval, Steph Jones