Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ricci Paolo
Performer
Father Bobby Townsend
Performer
Michael Ricci
Performer
Garrett Fitzgerald
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Ricci
Songwriter
Garrett Fitzgerald
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Father Bobby Townsend
Mixing Engineer
Garrett Fitzgerald
Producer
Lyrics
You've been away
And those dollar signs have left you hollow
12 hour days
And a glimpse of hope whenever you call home
You walk the path less followed
That road leads right into my arm's
I know that by tomorrow, oh
I want you on a highway
Back to my place
I need something holy on a Sunday
It's been five days
But I'll wait
I won't ever leave you on your own babe
I know high hopes
Get lower and slow as the days go on
So just follow those cold roads
Oh oh, ooh, oh, whoa
Those cold roads
Oh oh, ooh, oh, whoa
Those cold roads
It's time apart, but it's never time wasted
Here to hold you up if you're faith starts breaking
We do what it takes to put food on that table
Love will get us through if we're ever not able
Alright
I need you here, 'cause I've been alone
No such thing as home
On those dark cold roads
I know you won't be gone for long
No, oh
I want you on a highway
Back to my place
I need something holy on a Sunday
It's been five days
But I'll wait
I won't ever leave you on your own babe
I know high hopes
Get lower and slow as the days go on
So just follow those cold roads
Oh oh, ooh, oh, whoa
Those cold roads
Oh oh, ooh, oh, whoa
Those cold roads
Oh oh, ooh, oh, whoa
Those cold roads
Oh oh, ooh, oh, whoa
I want you on a highway
Back to my place
I need something holy on a Sunday
It's been five days
But I'll wait
I won't ever leave you on your own babe
I know high hopes
Get lower and slow as the days go on
So just follow those cold roads
Writer(s): Garrett Fitzgerald, Michael Ricci
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