Nothing Like You - Luke Combs

I’m on this red-eye rolling down a runway

Window seat, nonstop one-way

2 PM, Gate B10, it can’t come soon enough

I’ve got a mid-flight magazine and a mixed drink

I wish time would fly right with me

Damn the days that baggage claim’s in another taxi town

But they always bring me back to you

I’ve seen California and the fields of Oklahoma

From thirty thousand feet, can’t beat the view

Crossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee

Become a Carolina sky that was so blue

And still ain’t seen nothing like, nothing like you

I’ve spent every mile missing you, baby

It’s enough to drive me crazy

«I love you"'s from hotel rooms

They sure do make it tough

But they always bring me back to you

I’ve seen California and the fields of Oklahoma

From thirty thousand feet, can’t beat the view

Crossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee

Become a Carolina sky that was so blue

And still ain’t seen nothing like, nothing like you

In all these nothing towns

You in this whole world around

You’re the only place I wanna get back to

'Cause I’ve seen California and the fields of Oklahoma

From thirty thousand feet, can’t beat the view

Crossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee

Become a Carolina sky that was so blue

And still ain’t seen nothing like

And still ain’t seen nothing like

And still ain’t seen nothing like

Nothing like you

Nothing like you