Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rob Thomas
Lead Vocals
Adam Gaynor
Rhythm Guitar
Kyle Cook
Background Vocals
Brian Yale
Bass Guitar
Atlanta Brass Society
Brass Ensemble
Paul Doucette
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rob Thomas
Songwriter
Chris McDonald
Copyist
Eberhard Ramm
Copyist
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Dobson
Editing Engineer
Kevin Szymanski
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Greg Fogie
Assistant Recording Engineer
Robert Hannon
Assistant Recording Engineer
Shawn Grove
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tony Adams
Drum Technician
Craig Poole
Guitar Technician
David Thoener
Mixing Engineer
Matt Serletic
Producer
Noel Golden
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
I think I've already lost you
I think you're already gone
I think I'm finally scared now
You think I'm weak, I think you're wrong
I think you're already leaving
Feels like your hand is on the door
I thought this place was an empire
Now I'm relaxed, I can't be sure
And I think you're so mean
I think we should try
I think I could need
This in my life and
I think I'm scared
I think too much
I know it's wrong, it's a problem, I'm dealing
If you're gone
Maybe it's time to come home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone
Baby you need to come home
Come home
There's a little bit of something me
In everything in you
I bet you're hard to get over
I bet the room just won't shine
I bet my hands I can stay here
And I bet you need more than you mind
And I think you're so mean
I think we should try
I think I could need
This in my life
I think I'm just scared
That I know too much
I can't relate and that's a problem I'm feeling
If you're gone
Maybe it's time to come home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone
Baby you need to come home
Come home
There's a little bit of something me
In everything in you
I think you're so mean
I think we should try
I think I could need
This in my life and
I think I'm scared
Do I talk too much?
I know it's wrong, it's a problem I'm dealing
If you're gone
Hey, maybe it's time to come home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
Well, if you're gone
Hell, baby you need to come home
Come home
There's a little bit of something me
In everything in you
(Something me) Everything in
(Something me in) In you
Written by: Rob Thomas