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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tristan Prettyman
Tristan Prettyman
Vocals
Greg Wells
Greg Wells
Drums
Josh Grange
Josh Grange
Pedal Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tristan Prettyman
Tristan Prettyman
Composer
Dave Barnes
Dave Barnes
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Wells
Greg Wells
Producer
Ian MacGregor
Ian MacGregor
Recording Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Letras

Try to push all memory away But I need a phone calls right in day You're on my mind, all the time Dropped you off from the out skirts town And drive a couple miles at the turn of hour It's not the same, when you're away And darling I don't know what to do [Chorus:] 'Cause from my deepest ocean blue To the fullest golden moon What am I to do with all this love for you From the stars up in the sky To the harm and the rumbling lines Will open door.my love for you You were a match and I was gasoline And I will sure be the end of me So I give the flame and I walked away Ain't it funny how you never really know You never wanted till you finally let it go Come back to me and I swear you'll see And this much I know it's true [Chorus:] 'Cause from my deepest ocean blue To the fullest golden moon What am I to do with all this love for you From the stars up in the sky To the harm and the rumbling lines Will open door.my love for you You might not feel the same I know sometimes people change and that's how you feel I'll be okay And someday, yeah maybe some day From my deepest ocean blue To the fullest golden moon What am I to do with all this love for you From the stars up in the sky To the harm and the rumbling lines Will open door.my love for you Will open door.my love for you Will open door.my love for you
Writer(s): Dave Barnes, Tristan Prettyman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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