Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Parker Bradley
Parker Bradley
Chant
Brett Danaher
Brett Danaher
Guitare
Matt Slagle
Matt Slagle
Basse
Sean Giddings
Sean Giddings
Orgue
Tripp Wiggins
Tripp Wiggins
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Parker Bradley
Parker Bradley
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Pat Manske
Pat Manske
Production

Paroles

Calling out, wait for you to leave no doubt
Forgetting what it's all about
And you come back home
Waiting all day for a passing gaze in a West LA Cabernet haze
For a glimmer of hope
Instead of being alone
If there's a way you can hear me darling
If there's a way you can hold my hand
I've been a long way from you, and it feels so strange
I've been way, way out of range
Leaving out, all things you would cry about
Brought on by my constant doubt
That you were true
Holding out, I know you were just holding out
Hoping I'd shut them out
Hoping I'd just come through
If there's a way you can hear me darling
If there's a way you can hold my hand
I've been a long way from you, and it feels so strange
I've been way, way out of range
Far away, I've been so far way
Forget the words to say
But they don't come through
Calling out, wait for you to leave no doubt
Forgetting what it's all about
And you come back to you
If there's a way you can hear me darling
If there's a way you can understand
I've been a long way from you, and it feels so strange
I've been way, way out of range
If there's a way you can hear me darling
If there's a way you hold my hand
I've been a long way from you, and it feels so strange
I've been way, way out of range
Written by: Parker Bradley
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