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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Keith Urban
Keith Urban
Guitare électrique
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Guitare électrique
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Basse
J Bonilla
J Bonilla
Programmation
Matt Mahaffey
Matt Mahaffey
Claviers
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Keith Urban
Keith Urban
Paroles/Composition
JT Harding
JT Harding
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Keith Urban
Keith Urban
Production
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Co‑production
Joe Baldridge
Joe Baldridge
Ingénierie
Brett Lind
Brett Lind
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Eric Liljestrand
Eric Liljestrand
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Sara Griffith
Sara Griffith
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Ingénierie de mixage
John Hanes
John Hanes
Ingénierie
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Mm-mm-mm I'm driving home tonight, catching all red lights That's alright 'cause I don't want to be alone There's nobody waitin' there, cold and empty bed Words I wished I'd said come on the radio Ooh-ooh-ooh And I don't know why I do this to myself Ooh-ooh-ooh I know you're with someone else But in my mind, we're somewhere in my car And it's raining hard on the streetlight glow You got your lips on mine, it's gasoline on fire, I never will forget You grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head And your fingertips slide up and down my back Breathin' hard, steamin' up the glass I'd give anything if I could bring it back, oh-oh-oh-oh So, I've been sleeping 'til noon, in the same bedroom Where I once held you and it's breaking my heart I should take down all those pictures from my wall Promises we made won't fill this empty space Ooh-ooh-ooh And I don't know why I just can't let you go Ooh-ooh-ooh I know you're never coming back But in my mind, we're somewhere in my car And it's raining hard on the streetlight glow You got your lips on mine, it's gasoline on fire, I never will forget You grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head And your fingertips slide up and down my back Breathin' hard, steamin' up the glass I'd give anything if I could bring it back, oh-oh-oh-oh (if l could bring it back) In my mind, we're somewhere in my car And it's raining hard on the streetlight glow You got your lips on mine, it's gasoline on fire, I never will forget You grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head And your fingertips slide up and down my back Breathin' hard, steamin' up the glass I'd give anything if I could bring it back Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh (mm-mm-mm) Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh (if I could bring it back) Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh (mm-mm-mm) Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh (I just close my eyes) Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh (oh-oh, I could feel your breathing baby) Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh (fingertips slide up and down my back) Oh-oh-oh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh
Writer(s): Keith Lionel Urban, John Thomas Harding Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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