Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
R. Shayne Floyd
Vocais principais
Ryan Stigmon
Violão
Norbert McGettigan
Baixo
Alexa Rose
Harmonias vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
R. Shayne Floyd
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Ryan Stigmon
Produção
Letra
Her unfettered talks and her tongue never yield
Run wild in my heart like the beasts of the field
In the morning, come to me
Her lips they glisten like moon on the lake
They beckon the call of the love that we make
In the evening, come to me
Her hair it's thicker than alpaca mane
And I long to hear her a callin' my name
In the morning, come to me
Her skin like satin and white as the snow
She loves me harder than any I know
In the evening, come to me
And we fly across the hills
We cry whenever we will
So high, and so still in my arms now
In my arms now
Come to me
Her powdery scent in my head when she's gone
Lingers inside me forever a song
In the morning, come to me
Her long gentle stroke on the fiddle it moans
Whispers so softly now time to come home
In the evening, come to me
In the morning, come to me
In the evening, come to me
Written by: R. Shayne Floyd

