Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Bashaw
Michael Bashaw
Piano
David Eselgroth
David Eselgroth
Background Vocals
Jeremy Steckel
Jeremy Steckel
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Bashaw
Michael Bashaw
Songwriter
David Eselgroth
David Eselgroth
Songwriter
Jeremy Steckel
Jeremy Steckel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Eselgroth
David Eselgroth
Producer
Jeremy Steckel
Jeremy Steckel
Producer

Letras

Midwest blue skies Summer love feels near Neon red lights Fingers brushing through her hair Sequin dark eyes Can't escape your stare Time of our lives Can we somehow get back there We were high now I'm so low Wishing I'd see my phone glow Seeing you with no halo Freaking out all alone Don't know What to do with myself though I'm givin' it a go Two months gone by Needle drops, press play Broken record Raining on my own parade Give me green lights Looks like things could change You can't see black ice And it wrecks you just the same I'm not good at goodbyes But girl you takin' the prize Million dollar question why We were high now I'm so low Wishing I'd see my phone glow Seeing you with no halo Freaking out all alone Don't know What to do with myself though Bitter goodbyes Bummer love souvenir Kill the sad vibes And a rainbow will appear Hit the lights for my solo Better be in the front row Stepping out of your shadow Breaking out on my own Now I know I'm okay by myself so I'm givin' it a go Now I know I'm okay by myself so I'm givin' it a go
Writer(s): Michael Bashaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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