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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alexa Dirks
Alexa Dirks
Lead Vocals
Matt Schellenberg
Matt Schellenberg
Keyboards
Matthew Peters
Matthew Peters
Keyboards
Michael Jordan
Michael Jordan
Drums
Chris Antsey
Chris Antsey
Violin
Natalie Dawe
Natalie Dawe
Cello
Alyssa Ramsay
Alyssa Ramsay
Cello
Todd Martin
Todd Martin
French Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexa Dirks
Alexa Dirks
Songwriter
Matt Schellenberg
Matt Schellenberg
Songwriter
Matthew Peters
Matthew Peters
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexa Dirks
Alexa Dirks
Co-Producer
Matt Schellenberg
Matt Schellenberg
Assistant Recording Engineer
Matthew Peters
Matthew Peters
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Jason Agel
Jason Agel
Mixing Engineer
John Paul Peters
John Paul Peters
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

I like to walk the long way home in silence To hear the dead leaves roll along the highway Clicking like high heels on the concrete ground Some kind of memory is trapped inside that sound Chasing every sunrise In the backseats of cars Hold my body a little too tight Till we're the last ones in the bar I wrote down the feelings When we first met Tried not to reveal them But they came out in every word I said Then out in the country When I let my guard down I could tell you were happy But I also knew something else That you had no home to go to No place to call your own Despite my reservations I wanted you alone I knew I loved you back then Just like I loved everything Loved losing all my sleep Loved having no secrets to keep Loved smiling just to smile Loved holding hands down grocery aisles I know you can't erase my pain But I still love everything about you Chasing every sunrise In the backseats of cars Hold my body a little too tight Till we're the last ones in the bar
Writer(s): Matthew Paul Schellenberg, Alexa Renee Dirks, Matthew Peters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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