Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zach Allen
Guitar
Marcus Finnie
Drums
Duncan Mullins
Bass
Pat Mcgrath
Acoustic Guitar
Justin Ostrander
Guitar
Scotty Sanders
Other Instrument
Michael B. Hicks
Keyboards
Kyla Jade
Background Vocals
Blair Whitlow
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brock Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brock Davis
Producer
Zach Allen
Engineer
Alex McCollough
Mastering Engineer
Ronnie's Place Nashville TN
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
I can hear the sleep in your voice as you answer
All those miles and hours away
And I can't be there, so I love how you tell me
Every little part of your day
Like the tightrope walker lives for his time up on the wire
And the soldier truly knows he's alive when he's under fire
All other time becomes something that must be spent
The way I count the days until I'm in your arms again
Until then I'm...
Until then I'm...
Marking time
It's bittersweet when you love long distance
All alone and half alive
But the love we have in the time we're together
Burns twice as hot and twice as bright
Like the tightrope walker lives for his time up on the wire
And the soldier truly knows he's alive when he's under fire
All other time becomes something that must be spent
The way I count the days until I'm in your arms again
Until then I'm...
Until then I'm...
Marking time
I don't wanna go, not just yet
I'll hang on just to hear your breath
Tell me one more time how we'll be
Together again someday
Like the tightrope walker lives for his time up on the wire
And the soldier truly knows he's alive when he's under fire
All other time becomes something that must be spent
The way I count the days until I'm in your arms again
Until then I'm...
Until then I'm...
Marking time
Until then I'm...
Until then I'm...
Marking time
Writer(s): Brock Davis
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