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INTERPRÉTATION
Alicia Stockman
Alicia Stockman
Chant
Jordan Perlson
Jordan Perlson
Batterie
Kaler
Kaler
Pedal steel guitar
Owen Biddle
Owen Biddle
Basse électrique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alicia Stockman
Alicia Stockman
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Amy Marie
Amy Marie
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jim DeMain
Jim DeMain
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Kaler
Kaler
Ingénierie
Mary Bragg
Mary Bragg
Production

Paroles

I was up before the sun that morning Tip toeing on eggshells and packing up my car The key was on the counter when I locked the door behind me So I wouldn't have the chance to change my mind And I was halfway to Houston By the time that he woke up Did he wonder was I coming back Or was he glad to see me gone I was trying not to turn that car around I was halfway to Houston When I broke down I guess you could say that nothing happened That's not the same as saying nothing was wrong How could we not notice a tender touch turned cold It takes time to build a callous thick enough I was halfway to Houston By the time that he woke up Did he wonder was I coming back Or was he glad to see me gone I was trying not to turn that car around I was halfway to Houston When I broke down For the first time in a long time I had the chance to ask myself just what I needed The interstate gave me space to see it Every mile hurt a little less I was halfway to Houston By the time that he woke up Did he wonder was I coming back Or was he glad to see me gone I knew there was no turnin' around I was halfway to Houston Halfway to Houston Halfway to Houston When I broke down
Writer(s): Alicia Stockman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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