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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Shaw
Tyler Shaw
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Shaw
Tyler Shaw
Composer
Alex Vujic
Alex Vujic
Composer
Phil Cook
Phil Cook
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Vujic
Alex Vujic
Producer
Phil Cook
Phil Cook
Co-Producer
George Seara
George Seara
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Bring her flowers on a weekday Run a bath just to let her know Just to let her know she means the world to me Make her dinner when she's home late Pull her close when she's getting cold Just to let her know she means the world to me Tell me, how did I ever get so lucky? That she wasn't with somebody So I could have her for my own, my own, my own Thinking, how could anyone pass the feeling Of the sound of her footsteps leaving? Walking all alone, alone, alone Now she's beside me Can't stop thinking Why did you ever think to let go? Not complaining I'm just saying Your loss is mine to hold So to the man who let her go I'm thanking you the most, you the most I would never wanna hurt her I would never wanna make her cry Now I got the chance to make it right, oh She would never have to ask for For me to make the time The time to spend with her and only her So won't you Tell me, how did I ever get so lucky That she wasn't with somebody? So I could have her for my own, my own, my own Thinking, how could anyone pass the feeling Of the sound of her footsteps leaving? Walking all alone, alone, alone Now she's beside me Can't stop thinking Why did you ever think to let go? Not complaining I'm just saying Your loss is mine to hold So to the man who let her go I'm thanking you the most, you the most You the most You the most You the most You the most Oh oh (You the most) Oh oh (You the most) Oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh Oh, oh oh To the man who let her go I want you to know I'm thanking you the most, you the most
Writer(s): Phil Cook, Tyler Shaw, Alexander Vujic Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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