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Then She Cried
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What Are The Lyrics For Then She Cried By Adam Gregory?
Just laid it all out on the line
Too late to take it back this time The silence here is deafening So afraid of what she's thinking Did I just scare her off or make her mine? Her beautiful eyes just keep on looking at me And time stood still I'm starting to understand eternity How does she feel? Will she laugh and maybe call me crazy? Say adios, goodbye baby Please God let her love me, give me a sign And then she cried, then she cried When that first teardrop hit the floor I'd swore that girl was out the door Did she just smile or is that me hoping? I'm about to die right here not knowing What on earth could she be waiting for? Her beautiful eyes just keep on looking at me And time stood still I'm starting to understand eternity How does she feel? Would she laugh and maybe call me crazy? Say adios, goodbye baby Please God let her love me, give me a sign And then she cried Happy tears fell like rain She said I've been so afraid That you might not feel the same way Then she laughed and she called me crazy She said what took you so long baby? Don't you know I've been waiting all my life? Then she cried, then she cried, then she cried |
Who Wrote Then She Cried By Adam Gregory?
Michael William Dulaney, Keith Follese, Adam Gregory
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What's The Duration Of The Then She Cried By Adam Gregory?The duration of Then She Cried is 3:28 minutes and seconds. |
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