Crawling Back To You
(Chris Farren/Blair Daly)
Faroni Music, all rights on behalf of Faroni Music adm. by Music of Windswept (ASCAP)/Songs of Windswept Pacific/Daly Groove Music/Music of Combustion, all rights on behalf of Daly Groove Music and Music of Combustion adm. by Songs of Windswept (BMI) Produced by John Fields
Recorded by John Fields, Steven Miller and Chris Testa at NRG Recording and Mansfield Lodge, both in Los Angeles, CA and Woodland Ranch, Woodland Hills, CA
Assisted by Mark Kiczula and Matt Beckley
Mixed by John Fields and Steven Miller at Glenwood Studios, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Kennie Takahashi
Piano, Bass, Guitars, Keyboards & FX: John Fields
String Arrangement & Keyboards: Tommy Barbarella
Percussion & FX: Ken Chastain • Drums & Inspiration: Michael Bland
Guitars: Greg Suran
Programming: Fafu
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Everybody knows
That I was such a fool
To ever let go of you
But baby I was wrong
And yeah, I know I said
We'd be better off alone
It was time that we moved on
I know I broke your heart
I didn't mean to break your heart
[Chorus]
But baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in
I was running from the truth
Now I'm crawling back to you
[Verse 2]
I know you're in there
And you can make me wait
But I'm not going away
It's the least that I can do
Just to tell you face to face
I was lying to myself (lying to myself)
Now I'm dying in this hell (dying in this hell)
Girl, I know you're mad
I can't blame you for being mad
[Chorus]
But baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And now I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in (let me in)
I was running from the truth
Now I'm crawling back to you
[Bridge]
If you could see these tears I'm crying
Touch these hands that can't stop shaking
Hear my heart that's barely breating
You will see a different man
[Chorus]
But baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And I'm crawling back to you
(Come on) Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in (let me in)
I was running from the truth (oh, no no)
And now I'm crawling back to you (crwarling)
Banging on your front door (crwarling)
My pride spilled on the floor (crwarling, yeah)
My hands and knees are bruised
Now I'm crawling back to you (yeah)
Now I'm crawling back to you
(Crawling back to you)
Crawling back to you
Crawling back to you