Vídeo da música
Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Luke Combs
Vocais principais
Sammy Mitchell
Vocal de apoio
Robert Williford
Vocal de apoio
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Guitarra elétrica
Kurt Ozan
Guitarra pedal steel
Grady Saxman
Bateria
Tyler King
Vocal de apoio
Grace Anne Waller
Vocal de apoio
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Luke Combs
Composição
Steven Battey
Composição
Robert Williford
Composição
Sammy Mitchell
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Sammy Mitchell
Produção
Steven Battey
Produção
Adam Grover
Engenharia de masterização (assistente)
Alex Gilson
Engenharia
Andrew Darby
Engenharia de masterização (assistente)
Andrew Mendelson
Engenharia (masterização)
Gabe Millman
Engenharia de masterização (assistente)
Jackie Boyz
Produção
Jim Cooley
Engenharia (mixagem)
Kenny Royster
Engenharia
Scott Moffatt
Produção
Letra
[Verse 1]
Are you sitting at home all alone trying to fall asleep?
Are you staring a hole through your phone praying that it rings?
Are you watching a movie that you've seen a thousand times?
Or maybe playing some Mayer, getting lost in your favorite lines
[PreChorus]
Well, if you're anything like me, you just might be
Doing whatever it takes to drown out the noise
But I just wanna hear your voice
[Chorus]
I'm one number away from calling you
I said I was through, but I'm dying inside
Got my head in a mess, girl, I confess
I lied when I said, "I'm leaving and not coming back"
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
But everywhere I go, I see your face
In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
But I'm still one number away
[Verse 2]
Are you stuck at a red light with a Marlboro Light on your lips?
Does the smoke in your mirror get clearer without my kiss?
Are you changing the station, replacing our favorite song?
Well, maybe it's a mistake, hit the brakes on the moving on
[PreChorus]
Well, if you're anything like me, you just might be
Doing whatever it takes to outrun the storm
But I'm almost out that door
[Chorus]
And I'm one number away from calling you
I said I was through, but I'm dying inside
Got my head in a mess, girl, I confess
I lied when I said, "I'm leaving and not coming back"
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
But everywhere I go, I see your face
In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
But I'm still one number away
[Bridge]
And will you pick up when I call?
Or just forget we loved at all
We don't have to talk
I just wanna hear your voice
[Chorus]
And I'm one number away from calling you
I said I was through, but I'm dying inside
Got my head in a mess, girl, I confess
I lied when I said, "I'm leaving and not coming back"
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
But everywhere I go, I see your face
In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
But I'm still one number away
[Outro]
Away, away
Yeah, I'm still one number away
Written by: Luke Albert Combs, Robert Steven Williford, Sammy Mitchell, Steven Andre Battey

