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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Valley
Valley
Performer
Mike Brandolino
Mike Brandolino
Guitar
Rob Laska
Rob Laska
Guitar
Karah James
Karah James
Drums
Lorenzo Polese
Lorenzo Polese
Saxophone
Michael Brandolino
Michael Brandolino
Guitar
Alexander DiMauro
Alexander DiMauro
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Brandolino
Michael Brandolino
Composer
Robert Sowinski
Robert Sowinski
Composer
Alexander DiMauro
Alexander DiMauro
Composer
Karah McGillivray
Karah McGillivray
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Seltzer
Andy Seltzer
Producer
Mike Brandolino
Mike Brandolino
Producer
Rob Laska
Rob Laska
Producer
Karah James
Karah James
Producer
Jason Dufour
Jason Dufour
Mixing Engineer
Michael Brandolino
Michael Brandolino
Producer
Alexander DiMauro
Alexander DiMauro
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'd like to call you on the way home
Another precious call to waste on my mouth
My chances tuggin' me by the shoulder
But there's no one home
To let you in or let me out
There's still a light in the house
[Verse 2]
A saw a face so close to mine in Chelsea Market
There's something about her
And there's something about it
There's a million ways to pass the day
On a concrete island
We try to get past it, just stuck in the traffic
[Verse 3]
Swing your conscience for the lever
Maybe talking's not the feature
There's still a light in the house
[Verse 4]
I'd like to call you on the way home
Another precious call to waste on my mouth
My chances tuggin' me by the shoulder
But there's no one home
To let you in or let me out
There's still a light in the house
There's still a light in the house
[Verse 5]
It's such a waste to watch you slide out
In the hallway
And breakdown in the housin'
On the street and apartment
We share a light 'cause you're alone
And in the same clothes
With the blur of the tunnel
And the blur of the mirror
[Verse 6]
Swing your conscience for the lever
Maybe talking's not the feature
There's still a light in the house
[Verse 7]
I'd like to call you on the way home
Another precious call to waste on my mouth
My chances tuggin' me by the shoulder
But there's no one home
To let you in or let me out
There's still a light in the house
There's still a light in the house
There's still a light in the house
[Verse 8]
When she crash, she brings a storm in
I kinda like the way it pours
3 o'clock and calling in her
She's telling me come over, move on
[Verse 9]
In the Brooklyn light, we're just passersby's
Her hands on my shoulder, it all feels right
'Cause you found me there
With your new cut hair
Is it New York? Or Heaven?
I can't think twice now
[Verse 10]
I'd like to call you on the way home
Another precious call to waste on my mouth
Maybe talking's not the feature
My chances tuggin' me by the shoulder
But there's no one home
To let you in or let me out
There's still a light in the house
Written by: Alexander DiMauro, Karah McGillivray, Michael Brandolino, Robert Sowinski
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