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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Dann Huff
Guitare
Charlie Judge
Claviers
Chris McHugh
Batterie
Gary LeVox
Chant
Jay DeMarcus
Basse
Joe Don Rooney
Guitare
Jonathan Yudkin
Violon folklorique
Paul Franklin
Steel guitar
Tim Akers
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jeffrey Steele
Paroles/Composition
Stephen Robson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Rascal Flatts
Production
Dann Huff
Production
Adam Ayan
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Christopher Rowe
Ingénierie de montage
David Robinson
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Drew Bollman
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Greg Lawrence
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jeff Balding
Ingénierie de prise de son
Justin Niebank
Ingénierie de mixage
Mark Hagen
Ingénierie de prise de son
Mills Logan
Ingénierie de prise de son
Todd Tidwell
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then, and just let 'em out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while even though
Going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again
I pretend I'm okay
But that's not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could've been
And not seeing that love in you
Is what I was trying to do
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doing it
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends
And I'm alone
Still harder getting up, getting dressed, living with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say (much to say)
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could've been
And not seeing that love in you
Is what I was trying to do
Oh
Hey, yeah
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say (much to say)
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could've been
And not seeing that love in you
Is what I was trying to do
Not seeing that love in you
That's what I was trying to do
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Writer(s): Stephen Paul Robson, Jeff R. Steele
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