Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Mills
Mills
Chant
Austin Daniel Brown
Austin Daniel Brown
Programmation
Hazey Eyes
Hazey Eyes
Programmation
Robbie Winward
Robbie Winward
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Austin Daniel Brown
Austin Daniel Brown
Paroles/Composition
John Sterling Brown
John Sterling Brown
Paroles/Composition
Mills Turner
Mills Turner
Paroles/Composition
Thomas John Micheal
Thomas John Micheal
Paroles/Composition
Tom Michael
Tom Michael
Paroles/Composition
Robbie Winward
Robbie Winward
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Austin Daniel Brown
Austin Daniel Brown
Production
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Graham Cruser
Graham Cruser
Ingénierie de mixage
Hazey Eyes
Hazey Eyes
Production
Robbie Winward
Robbie Winward
Production

Paroles

You're like the Sunday rain
You calm my nerves and make me wanna stay inside all day
You're like my favorite song
I know all the words so I wanna sing along
You're like a private plane
You pick me up and put me in another place
You're like the open road
How you take me on a trip and free my soul
Honey, I'm home
Every time I feel you close
Safe and warm
From a world where all my ghosts
Are screaming my name
You know exactly what to say to keep me sane
While I'm fighting off these shaky bones
Honey, I'm home
Oh, honey, I'm home
You remind me of the sun the way you showing me the light
You're like a loaded gun
The moment you point my way, you blow my mind
I don't wanna leave this house
We could stay right here
We could make it ours
I don't wanna hear you shout
Just the love my dear, we could plant those flowers
Honey, I'm home
Every time I feel you close
Safe and warm
From a world where all my ghosts
Are screaming my name
You know exactly what to say to keep me sane
While I'm fighting off these shaky bones
Honey, I'm home
Oh, honey, I'm home
Written by: Austin Daniel Brown, John Sterling Brown, Mills Turner, Robbie Winnward, Thomas John Micheal, Tom Michael
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