Luke Combs - Sleepless in a Hotel Room

Sleepless in a Hotel Room

Luke Combs
Now That’s What I Call Music! 123

I can hear the lonely howlin' out my windowI can feel the whiskey not doin' a thing2:00 in the morning, TV's onI've never felt so far from homeI can hear the lonely howlin' out my window

The morning light can't come too soonLyin' here, not next to youWide awake, I dream of youSleepless in a hotel roomWhoa, whoa

I wonder if you're starin' at our bedroom ceilingLyin' right beside a glass of wineI wonder if you're tossin', turnin'Wishin' you were kissin' meStarin' at our bedroom ceiling

The morning light can't come too soonLyin' here not next to youWide awake, I dream of youSleepless in a hotel roomWhoa, whoa

All four walls are painted blueSleepless in a hotel roomA thousand miles past missing you

The morning light can't come too soonLyin' here, not next to youWide awake, I dream of youSleepless in a hotel roomWhoa, whoa

Sleepless in a hotel roomWhoa, whoa