A-ha - Manhattan Skyline Lyrics
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Manhattan Skyline
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What Are The Lyrics For Manhattan Skyline By A-ha?
We sit and watch umbrellas fly
I'm trying to keep my newspaper dry I hear myself say, "My boat's leaving now" so we shake hands and cry Now I must wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye You know I don't want to cry again I don't want to cry again Don't want to say goodbye I don't want to cry again I don't want to run away Don't want to race this pain I'll never see your face again Oh but how How can you say That I didn't try You see things in the depths of my eyes That may love's run dry No We leave to their goodbyes I've come to depend on the look in their eyes My blood's sweet for pain The wind and the rain bring back words of a song And they say: wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye But you know I don't want to fall again Don't want to look this pain Don't want another friend Don't want to try again Don't want to see you hurt Don't let me see you hurt I don't want to cry again I'll never see your face again How can you say That I didn't try You know I did You see things in the depths of my eyes That my love's run dry So I read to myself: A chance of a lifetime to see new horizons On the front page A black and white picture Of Manhattan Skyline |
Who Wrote Manhattan Skyline By A-ha?
Magne (mags) Furuholmen, Pal Waaktaar
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What's The Duration Of The Manhattan Skyline By A-ha?The duration of Manhattan Skyline is 4:52 minutes and seconds. |
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