Alba s touto skladbou:
Easton Corbin,
It was Sunday afternoon, I was sunk in my recliner
Football game was on, Tampa Bay and Carolina
I wasn't payin' much attention, the volume down
Not watchin' it at all
This house was like an ice box, had all the curtains drawn
I had it more like a hotel room and less like a home
It's been so quiet around here lately
I wasn't thinkin' anyone would call
Let alone you, all the way from Dallas
Out of the blue, sayin' that you missed us
And time and distance made you see
You were lost without me
How did you know I'd finally hit the bottle?
An all time low was suddenly forgotten
The sound of your voice on the line
Made fate turn circles on a dime
Just when I thought I'd never find
Somebody new, let alone you
Now here I am at the baggage claim
A nervous wreck, waitin' on your plane
Wringin' my hands, checkin' my watch
I never dreamed forty eight hours ago
I'd be standin' here waitin' on anyone, no, not anyone
Let alone you, all the way from Dallas
Out of the blue, sayin' that you missed us
And time and distance made you see
You were lost without me
How did you know I'd finally hit the bottle?
An all time low was suddenly forgotten
The sound of your voice on the line
Made fate turn circles on a dime
Just when I thought I'd never find
Somebody new, let alone you
Let alone you
