Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nico Franc
Guitar
Alex Stickels
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rachael Kathryn Bell
Songwriter
Dean Woodson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dean Woodson
Producer
Nico Franc
Producer
Songteksten
Been a few years on my own and let me tell you all somethin'
I go on my walks, in the sun, 'cause I'm alone I'm not rushin'
No more love, a burning building's what the fire departments for
But you said my name, with that stare
And now I guess I feel something
We talk so much I forget to sleep
I've seen you seven days this week
And I'm trying to find the words for
How it feels to love you
Oh my god
Like there was nothing before you
Light on in the grocery line
Oh how it feels to love you
Oh my god
So come on
Give me a run
For all that I've got
And I'll tell you when the money's gone
Face is in pain cause I'm smilin' so hard when you write back
Nothin' is there that will force us to stay and I like that
Drunk in love, remember the time, you stuck your car keys in my door
You make laugh when we dance, I don't wonder where we're at
You were the person I couldn't find
But some gates fall in the blink of an eye
And I'm trying the find the words for
How it feels to love you
Oh my god
Like there was nothing before you
Light on in the grocery line
Oh how it feels to love you
Oh my god
So come on
Give me a run
For all that I've got
And I'll tell you when the money's gone
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Oh how it feels to love you
Oh my god
Like there was nothing before you
Light on in the grocery line
Oh how it feels to love you
Oh my god
So come on
Give me a run
For all that I've got
And I'll tell you when the money's gone
Writer(s): Rachael Kathryn Bell, Dean Woodson
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