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It's raining and my windows are crying. You're out somewhere and I sit here dying. Only your mem'ries remain. Even windows have pains cause they cry when it rains Keep hoping my heart says keep
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. There sat my Saviour on His golden throne. Last night I dreamed of Heaven, my eternal home sweet home Last night I dreamed of Heaven that land so pure and sweet. And the joy within me made my glad heart
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born. Silent night, holy night. Son of God, love's pure light. Radiant beams from Thy holy face. With the dawn of redeeming grace. Jesus Lord, at Thy birth. Jesus Lord, at Thy birth. Jesus Lord, at Thy
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One Hymn Is Above All. Natures Bitter Song. Eternally Sunk Into. . The Deepness Of His Heart. Already Came The Time. For The Farewell. . Trail Of The Renegade. In The Indefinite World. But
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. Doesn't mean that you can stay. Just because you woke up this mornin'. Doesn't mean you can stay awake Yo I'm eye of a tiger inside the head of a liar. Give 'em pure hell brimstone and fire. This is MC
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His love. Look at the wonders, and wonders. Yeah, wonders of His love. . Joy to the world, at last the Savior's come. Let earth receive, receive the King. Oh, let every heart get ready to make Him
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. Will jump off at anything. But must of the stuff is just. Happening in our own head Oh, the heart is a mirror. Where it's easy just to see yourself. Yeah, the heart is a mirror. Where it's easy just
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They're taking pictures of the man from God. I hope his cassock's clean. The burden of being our holy fellas. Your halo'd better gleam, better gleam What of all those wayward priests?. The ones
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. You're hand in hand beneath the trees,. And soon there's music in the breeze. You're actin' kind of smug. Until your heart just goes WHAP!. Those trees, that breeze -. They're part of the tender trap
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you look below,. And the world you know. Begins to grow. The roof, the house, and your Mother at the door. The roof, the house and the world you never thought to explore. And you think of all of the
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Open the eyes of my heart, Lord. Open the eyes of my heart. I want to see You, I want to see You. Open the eyes of my heart, Lord. Open the eyes of my heart. I want to see You, I want to see You
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tiTotal Eclipse Of The Heart. arwestlife. alThe Love Album. Total Eclipse Of The Heart. Westlife. WESTLIFE. CN. Turn around. Every now and then I get a little bit. lonely and you're never coming
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. You're hand in hand beneath the trees,. And soon there's music in the breeze. You're actin' kind of smug. Until your heart just goes WHAP!. Those trees, that breeze -. They're part of the tender trap
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Here on the edge of the moon. Running from our future. As I look back. Your heart grabs my hand. Asking me. To remember a vow you made. That would always take. Me to the edge of the moon
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captivity. And follow me a stereo jungle child. Love is the kill, your heart's still wild Shooting at the walls of heartache. Bang, bang, I am the warrior. Well, I am the warrior. And heart to heart
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By minor threat. . I'm sorry. For something I didn't do. Lynched somebody. But I didn't know who. . You blame me. For slavery. A hundred years before I was born. . Guilty of being white
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me, too,. The way you do the things you do,. The way you kiss me, too,. A heart delight, that's what you are. You know you're out of sight. Ho! Hey, hey. You got a sweet disposition. Ho! You're
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In the last moments of the dawn. Before the day begins, before we say goodnight. Hold me now, kiss me now. My hands are shaking and my heart is aching. At the thought of making love with you
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dark?. Can you fix the broken?. Can you feel my heart? 3x. 3x. I'm scared to get close and I hate being alone. I long for that feeling to not feel at all. The higher I get, the lower I'll sink. I can't
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Take me on a journey. On a journey to the center of your heart. Let me make the journey. Wanna journey to the center of your heart. . I wanna go. I wanna go. Oh, let me go. I wanna go, yeah
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love beyond degree. At the cross at the cross where I first saw the light. And the burden of my heart rolled away. It was there by faith I received my sight. And now I am happy all the day. But drops of
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Bài hát Feeling of Being - Lucy Schwartz. Bet you if you sink. Youd swim a little further. And I bet you if you cried. Youd understand me better. So I take a little time just sailing down the river
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I must obey the rules. I must be tame and cool. No staring at the clouds. I must stay on the ground. In clusters of the mice. The smoke is in our eyes. Like babies on display. Like angels in a
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A vagabond dreamer, a rhymer and singer of songs. Singing to no one and nowhere to really belong. I met a beautiful lady, a pure Southern belle of the ball. Like Scarlet O'Hara loved no one but
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A vagabond dreamer, a rhymer and singer of songs. Singing to no one and nowhere to really belong. I met a beautiful lady, a pure Southern belle of the ball. Like Scarlet O'Hara loved no one but
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There is a dead black smoke in the heart of the valley. And it burns into your lungs so savagely. A cloud of blood always raining red. A single bag to carry all the dead. We are nothing but a
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. There's a cold wind a-blowin'. Being strong's what you long for. But you've got to show it. You're too vain to complain and ashamed. No one knows you at all And you're alone at the ball. You're all
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But don't judge us by distance or the difference between us. Try to look at it with an open mind. For where there is one room, you'll always find another. Two rooms at the end of the world Well
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. Check out the heart beatin' rhythm cause my feet are movin' smooth and light. Yeah boppin' at the High School Hop. piano . Oh come on little baby let me tell you a piece of good news. Yeah you gotta
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walk on, we can't escape our fate Can't you hear the sighing?. East side Jimmy and South side Sue. Both say they needed something new So I'm standing at the Gates of the West. I burn money at the
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thunder across the Savannah. And a hope and a dream at the edge of the sky. And your life is the story of the wind. Your life is a story like the wind I'm searching for the spirit of the great heart. To
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. The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush,. The nod of the wood, the song of a thrush,. The wood of the wing, a cliff, a fall,. A scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all. It's the wind blowing free
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. You're living with a silent stranger. He's living inside your mind. You're living on the edge of balance. Holding out for a reason. It's part of being human. Oooh it's all right. Some people never
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After all this time I guess I finally made it through. All the darkness to the point of being over you. Now and then my mind runs into your old memory. But it ain't quite as big a deal as it used
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When it feels like the world is on your shoulders,. And all of the madness has got you going crazy. It's time to get out, step out into the street,. Where all of the action is right there at your
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When it feels like the world is on your shoulders,. And all of the madness has got you going crazy. It's time to get out, step out into the street,. Where all of the action is right there at your
