AaRON - Waiting for the Wind to Come Lyrics
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Waiting for the Wind to Come
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What Are The Lyrics For Waiting for the Wind to Come By AaRON?
Gravity is way too strong
For the birds inside my lungs How I wish I'd never dared Crossed the roads of nowhere 'Cause no streets belong To the angels of the storm So don't you ever dare Cross the roads of nowhere Once your feet ease on their ground They sell your dreams at lost and found A quiver rushes in your blood We're the heartbeat of the world Looking for the dragon's tail Gambling with the wind to come Gambling with the wind to come Gravity is way too strong For the birds inside my lungs How I wish I'd never dared Crossed the roads of nowhere 'Cause no streets can belong To the angels of the storm So don't you ever dare Cross the roads of nowhere Once your feet ease on their ground They sell your dreams at lost and found Once your feet ease on their ground They sell your dreams at lost and found A quiver rushes in your blood We're the heartbeat of the world Looking for the dragon's tail Gambling with the wind to come Gambling with the dream to come Waiting for the wind to come Waiting for the dream to come Waiting for the dream to come |
Who Wrote Waiting for the Wind to Come By AaRON?
Simon Jacques Baptiste Buret, Oliver Lucien Paul Coursier
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What's The Duration Of The Waiting for the Wind to Come By AaRON?The duration of Waiting for the Wind to Come is 2:32 minutes and seconds. |
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