Alan Palomo - Holidays Lyrics
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Holidays
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What Are The Lyrics For Holidays By Alan Palomo?
I didn't know when to expect you
Or even if you'd come at all And now that I try to possess you I'm still the one you choose to call I don't know just where you came from But I need you now, If you leave me for the stars, It's not something I'd ever allow. The circumstances that you've gone through, I never seem to cross your mind, But just consider what we could do, You'd be surprised at what you'll find I don't know just where you came from But I need you now, If you leave me for the stars, It's not something I'd ever allow. I don't know just where you came from But I need you now, If you leave me for the stars, It's not something I'd ever allow. When it all comes back to you, The words you say, Make me wonder if it's true, The story goes for another day. I don't know just where you came from But I need you now, If you leave me for the stars, It's not something I'd ever allow. I don't know just where you came from But I need you now, If you leave me for the stars, It's not something I'd ever allow. I don't know just where you came from But I need you now, If you leave me for the stars, It's not something I'd ever allow. I don't know just where you came from But I need you now, If you leave me for the stars, It's not something I'd ever allow. I don't know just where you came from But I need you now, If you leave me for the stars, It's not something I'd ever allow. |
Who Wrote Holidays By Alan Palomo?
Alan Palomo, Benjamin Plant, Luther Vandross
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What's The Duration Of The Holidays By Alan Palomo?The duration of Holidays is 4:27 minutes and seconds. |
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